The Turkish Bath

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Was staying in a lovely little boutique hotel just below the main tourist area of Istanbul. After a day of walking the city I was knackered. Spoke to Borcu the lady at the front desk about having a nap. She suggested a Turkish bath first. So she organized for me to have one in the Spa facilities in the hotel. This was down in the basement. So off I head downstairs in the bowels of the building. I meet this big Turkish bloke, can’t remember his name, just his smile and enthusiasm for his job. So he goes through what’s on offer. I take the basic sauna, steam room Turkish bath option and at this point in time no massage thanks. I’m not the massage sort of bloke and when he showed me the facilities with the Turkish bath being down this long dark corridor. The bath area is covered in white tiles from floor to ceiling all I could think of was the scene with a similar setting in the movie Midnight Express. A quick look and I could see any coat hooks which I would need to save myself (you need to know the movie). So the sauna was great, the steam room just about killed me. The Turkish bath was fantastic. My Turkish friend would pop in every ten minutes and remind me that it wasn’t too late for him to work me over with a massage. I survived with a commitment I would come back for the full treatment the following day which I then spent out on the streets and then locked in my room. The photo isn't the basement its a view of the 1500 yr old underground cistern/