The best thing about being in a ridiculously homophobic nation such as Korea is that public bathhouses are much less taboo than it otherwise would be.
We visited one last night, the first time I'd been to one in over 3 years. Considering how n00bish I've been in Korea so far, I was afraid that even getting naked with a bunch of old dudes would be awkward and unenjoyable. Instead, I found that I loved it more than ever.
They're wonderful places, Korean bathhouses. I'd probably never take a friend to one, but as a place where I can take a nice hot, thorough shower, soak in a hot tub, move to an ice water pool, and then back again to another tub, I relax like I'm not able to anywhere else. Sure, everywhere you look there's some old shrivelled dude, but if your like me, the bliss of soaking in such a nice tub at such a perfect temperature is more than enough to cancel that out.
We went in to a Sauna after that, first room being 56 degress, the next one 61. I sweated buckets up on buckets as Mia tried to muster up some moisture on her brow. Once I got out, I felt lighter, healthier, refreshed and alive. I am determined to hit as many bathhouses as I can before I go.
We also headed back to Insadong to visit a Teahouse, known simply as the Old Tea Shop. This place is filled to the fuckin gills with odd bits and pieces to the point that it's hard to get around. Old furniture, korean paper and live birds flit around. I kid you not. I had a nice chrysanthemum tea, while Mia discovered the delights of Plum tea.
It's been good. A couple of days of rest for now! My uni marks have been okay, but unspectacular. Rawr.
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