Blame it on the cold winter we are having in Chicago, but I am dreaming of the Turkish Bath House in Akko, Israel. The place itself is a dream, because it is not a functioning bath house anymore, but rather one of the sites you can visit on a tour of historic Akko. A bodiless voice guides you through this 18th century Ottoman hamam, pretending to belong to the last bath house attendant, a hereditary position.
In the first room, people would gather to socialize, smoke, trade gossip, and acclimatize to the steamy heat. Belongings would be placed in these “lockers” before moving on to the actual baths and steam rooms.