Share on Google Plus Yunus was big and hairy and was only wearing a towel. Actually, it wasn't even a towel, more like a large dishcloth, and it was doing a pretty poor job of containing the gigantic lump of meat that was Yunus. When a half-naked Turkish man gives you an order, it pays to obey, so I sat and looked up just in time to see Yunus dump a huge bucket of hot water over my head. My head massage had commenced. See Also Turkey travel guide The big man's palms were instantly on my scalp, his thumbs digging into my eyeballs. Those meaty hands then slid down to my cheeks as, with a skilled twist, he attempted to pop my head off like a bottle cap.
Hamam, Or Turkish Baths Are a Great Place For Gay Men to Relax
You, too, can contribute stories to Hornet. Head here for more info on writing for us. I have traveled to many cities in Turkey , where I was born and raised. I saw different cultures and discovered new places. Undoubtedly, one of the best and most important aspects of of the culture was the Turkish bath or hamam.
As married men, we appreciated the circumspect and respectful behaviour; for a few quid one felt properly laved and rejuvenated. Nakedness is a great leveller. Afterwards in our robes we relaxed in the cooling-room over cups of tea; the steam induced a state of blissful lassitude. At a stroke, the local community was priced out:
I guess not all dreams come true. My, oh my, where do I even begin? I do not like being naked in public. As much as I love being naked alone in my own house, I am far from an exhibitionist.
Bien sûr que je me rappelle cette belle et grande époque où nous echangions des mots (et pas queue ; trêve de poésie). Chacun de tes messages me la remémore et tu sais combien je suis un grand nostalgique.