After a day spent lounging the Baden Baden baths, Roger and I were totally blissed out. Of course, the day we visited the baths was the day of NO bathing suits and mixed sexes. I had pause to consider that at my grand age, was my body really something I want to share? But then Rogers's logic of "are you ever going to see them again?" won out. As well, I recalled the Morning Star's golf pro's famous words to me, "Get over yourself."
This was definitely a European spa experience. No fawning over the guests. Just get on with it and don't bother the staff. I thought the spa would be full of older folk, easing their aches and pains. But no, this was the no clothes spa and, damn it, the young women were gorgeous and preening. This town is full of people sixty and up but all the young ones were at the spa so I just had to pretend I was 35 again, always an interesting exercise. But it was so relaxing... no wet bathing suit to deal with. Two massages, four different steam rooms and about six mineral pools of different temperatures of water were ours to revel in under the roman domes... Four hours of bliss and then we were wrapped up like swaddling babies to lie in a special room for thirty minutes while our minds emptied out.
I think we are ready for naked aquafit at the Ravensong pool in Qualicum Beach. There would be no need to buy bathing suits, easy drying off and after the first five minutes no one would even notice each other's bodies.
Let's put Qualicum on the tourist map with aquafit au naturel!
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