*again I sincerely apologize for a lack of posting. I’ve snatched my husbands computer for a bit so I can type up something…it may not be the best writing, but that’s because I have to finish before he gets back!!
True to my blog name, I finally was able to “do as the turks do” in the truest sense…
I visited a hamam!
I was only somewhat sure of what to expect (thanks to movies), and I was a little anxious to see how it would go. Especially since I am a little weird about people touching me (I loathe manicures/pedicures!). Well, to make a long story short- I loved it!
Lets go through the play by play.
Upon arrival at this super fancy hamam (newly built, more like a typical spa from the outside), the whole building was divided in half. One side said “women” and the other side said “men”. Right out of the gate, I was pleased. Guys aren’t even allowed in the female reception!
At this hamam, we paid for all of our treatments upfront. Since there was a package deal, I went for the two massage and entrance packet. All in all, it added up to 99TL (around 30$ that day). They gave us an electric bracelet to open our lockers electronically, and then rubber wrist bands that corresponded to the treatments we purchased. I went for a coffee massage (I have very dry skin) and the kopuk/kese massage.
Kese is a special mitt used for exfoliating dead skin. This beats anything else I’ve ever used in my entire life.
Kopuk (with dots on the o and u) means foam, so basically they used soap suds.
If you know nothing about hamams, let me give you a super fast explanation.
They hail from the Ottoman Empire. They were a form of public baths when indoor plumbing wasn’t a thing. Typically marble, they are completely closed and very hot, with fountains all around for pouring water to clean yourself. Sometimes (normally, now) there would be workers there to help clean you (wash your back etc). They have a long history in the Ottoman Empire, including lore such as men smashing their hands on the marble to increase their fist size and strength for battles. Maybe longer than the history are the proclaimed benefits of the hamam!
One thing crucial to the hamam experience is the pestemal (peshtemal), a thin towel used to cover yourself in the hamam. Usually you wear a swim suit these days, but back in the day it wasn’t so!
I don’t want to say all, since this is my first hamam experience, but most (if not all, based on movies etc) hamams have the same layout. A raised platform in the middle, with sinks and fountains on the outer edge, along with a bench. Here’s a general idea.
The one we went to had a different color scheme (white, grey, and blue), but generally it was the same.
Along with the hamam room, most places have the typical sauna, steam room, etc.
So we set ourselves around a fountain and threw water on ourselves (and cold water on each other!) until it was time for the kese.
Massage and spa treatments
So removing half of my swimsuit wasn’t as traumatic as I thought it would be, since everyone else seemed pretty cool with it! We were taken to another room just off the hamam (no door) where the platforms were table sized, and situated beside a sink. This is where the magic happened!
The workers (all old-ish ladies, maybe in their 50s?) got to scrubbing! They rolled you around like it wasn’t even a big deal. Starting from your back, down your legs, to your feet, then they turned you on your side and did the same, onto your front, on your remaining side, and scrubbed all the way down to your fingers and toes. I felt like a rotisserie chicken! But a clean chicken. You thought you were exfoliating back home- oh no! I don’t want to describe how much they managed to scrub away, but I think I could form a small child from what remained behind after the kese.
The kese was followed by a coffee massage, which sounds exactly how it was. Coffee grinds steeped in hot water were rubbed all over, ALL over, over the course of 20 minutes or so. They were tugging on my arms and hands and feet, I thought I would pop apart! They were not gentle. But in a good way! (picture is for an idea, obviously not me or the place I went lol)
After the coffee massage came the soap suds massage. This one was much more gentle, in my opinion. I was amazed at how they used a large, very thin towel to whip up huge soap suds and squeeze them onto you. This took another 20 minutes.
After all was said and done, I was sent back to the hamam room to wash myself with my own soap and shampoo.
Ya’ll, my skin was beet red! I looked like a tomato! But after sleeping, I woke up and my skin was refreshed and bright, even my face (thanks to the coffee treatment)! Unfortunately, I ended up having a worse head cold than I started with (I guess sitting in steam for hours then going into slightly brisk weather will do that to you?)…but it was worth it!
Definitely will go again!! Maybe now I will have the strength to finish the school year?
*Disclaimer: Not all hamams are created equal. Be sure to do your homework about the services offered, the hygiene of the facilities, and what you need to bring vs what they provide for you!