01 June 2009
Our last trip to Morocco we didn't get to have a Hammam. I love them! Firstly, as you enter it feels like your going into an underground cave, the domed ceiling with small circles of light layed out in patterns linking you to the world above. Next the steaming while laying on warm tiles and then being scrubed by someone is always so luxuroious. Watching roles of dead skin being washed of your body, it always feels like it's doing you wonders.
Instead, this time I bought some black scratchy scrubbing gloves and last weekend we created a hammam in our bathroom. With pots and towels full of hot water to create the steaming and then a good scrub. So good!