My Trip to a Traditional Turkish Hammam

In Istanbul’s ancient hammam, marble walls steamed as I lounged on a heated slab. A masseuse scrubbed away stress with a rough mitt, followed by a soapy foam massage. I sipped apple tea in the cooling room, watching sunlight filter through stained-glass domes. This wasn’t just a spa visit; it was a dive into Ottoman tradition, where bathing is a ritual of purification and relaxation.

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