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Aquarius Sauna
Appealing Place friendly staff - no time limit to stay
Well, in Turkey I was in three Hamams. One in Alanya (not gay), fine scrubbing and good massage; very small place. - And another one in Istanbul Cihangir - terrible!! - And the prices of Firuzaga are outrageous high--- Ok, concerning to my choices... the Aquarius was the best place. They have a dehydrated sauna, showers, a agreeable cold swimming pool, a little jacuzzi, a gym room (!) and a lounge area to perch. and of course some massage rooms. Well the scrubbing and the massage was ok; unfortunately I pinched rib, because the marble, on which I lied, was too difficult. Yes, the entrance is 60 TL... but then you are free to book a massage or more or not. Good, some men (staff) crave to sell you massages and more... but you do not have to. Better you asked for the prices, before you get a cold shower because of unexpected amount. I liked, that you can stay as extended as you like - no time limit! [in Alanyahamam and in Firuzaga ther is a limited time limit !!] Surley in Turkey the hamams and saunas are not the same as in Europe. That is nice to know ok, but for me not so important. I was there on 20-07-2019, Saturday
Aquarius Istanbul - Male lover friendly Turkish hammam/ sauna
Aquarius Istanbul - Gay kind Turkish hammam/ sauna
It was a cold gray afternoon in Istanbul’s Çukurcuma neighborhood
famous for both its numerous antique shops and the setting for Nobel laureate Orhan Pamuk’s novel and namesake Museum of Innocence. I came to Çukurcuma to visit the Museum, only to perceive that it was closed because it was Monday.
So I decided to step down the steep restricted streets of the neighborhood and see what I could find. I passed shop after shop of antique stores, some of them shuttered behind rusty doors, others hemorrhaging hand-crafted chairs, dusty crystalware, and other items that could be found in your grandmother’s living room.
Woodsmoke puffed out of a nearby chimney, wafting seamlessly into the sky above. I walked by a little tearoom with low chairs and tables, their patrons drinking from short glasses filled with saccharine amber tea.
At the end of the street was a hammam–a Turkish bath. It was chilly and I wanted to warm up, so I stepped in without any hesitation. The lobby was a easy wood-paneled room; a fresh man with a brief beard sat at the desk. I paid roughly $15 for a confidential “cabin” to change into.
Before I had made it more than three steps towards
Five Hammams in 24 Hours
A waterlogged Canadian takes a very specific tour of Istanbul.
I spent five days in Turkey a rare weeks before the referendum, wandering through the metropolis under posters and large banners of Recep Tayyip Erdoğan. But at the time, I wasn’t focused on politics: I was interested in the hammams, or Turkish baths.
The history of public baths in the West stretches at least as far endorse as the Spartans, who first used hot stones and then coal fires to turn the train of leaping into ice-cold water into something a little more luxurious. Appreciate so many Greek innovations, the Romans tweaked and expanded and perfected the practice. Thermae, as the bathing was known, were a secular ritual the remained at the heart of Roman culture for a thousand years.
Nowhere has that tradition survived more than in Turkey. In Istanbul, in particular, the custom of bathing blended with the grand Roman and then Ottoman tradition of great people building public works and wudu, the Islamic practice of washing before prayer, created marvelous public baths that were not only main to the lives of those who lived there but also an inherent experience for visitors.
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