Experiencing how locals spend their time has always been high on my priority list when visiting different cities and countries.
Since missing my naked spa opportunity in both Iceland and Norway the previous year, I’d resolved while in South Korea I was going to have that experience. But here it was, my final and sixth week, and I still hadn’t plucked up the courage. It was now or never, and never is not in my vocabulary when it comes to experiencing a country’s culture.
As it was mid-winter, the many natural outdoor spas that abound throughout South Korea were out of the question for this little wood duck. I’ve had saunas in winter where you run out into the snow and jump in freezing water before charging back to the warmth of the sauna, and any similarities were not on my list as I can’t run as fast these days for starters!
I wanted to relax and enjoy every drop of what that mineral water would do for my skin. I wanted to relish the pampering, albeit naked. I’d convinced myself it would be worth every inhibition.