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It was a cold gray afternoon in Istanbul&#;s Çukurcuma neighborhood

famous for both its numerous antique shops and the setting for Nobel laureate Orhan Pamuk&#;s novel and namesake Museum of Innocence. I came to Çukurcuma to visit the Museum, only to comprehend that it was closed because it was Monday.

So I decided to stroll down the steep slim streets of the neighborhood and see what I could find. I passed shop after shop of antique stores, some of them shuttered behind rusty doors, others hemorrhaging hand-crafted chairs, dusty crystalware, and other items that could be found in your grandmother&#;s living room.

Woodsmoke puffed out of a nearby chimney, wafting seamlessly into the sky above. I walked by a minor tearoom with low chairs and tables, their patrons drinking from short glasses filled with saccharine amber tea.

At the end of the street was a hammam&#;a Turkish bath. It was chilly and I wanted to warm up, so I stepped in without any hesitation. The lobby was a plain wood-paneled room; a fresh man with a quick beard sat at the desk. I paid roughly $15 for a intimate &#;cabin&#; to change into.

Before I had made it more than three steps towards the locker room a bare-

Five Hammams in 24 Hours

A waterlogged Canadian takes a very specific tour of Istanbul.

I spent five days in Turkey a rare weeks before the referendum, wandering through the capital under posters and large banners of Recep Tayyip Erdoğan. But at the time, I wasn’t focused on politics: I was interested in the hammams, or Turkish baths.

The history of public baths in the West stretches at least as far endorse as the Spartans, who first used hot stones and then coal fires to turn the train of leaping into ice-cold water into something a little more luxurious. Enjoy so many Greek innovations, the Romans tweaked and expanded and perfected the practice. Thermae, as the bathing was known, were a secular ritual the remained at the heart of Roman culture for a thousand years.

Nowhere has that tradition survived more than in Turkey. In Istanbul, in particular, the custom of bathing blended with the grand Roman and then Ottoman tradition of great people building public works and wudu, the Islamic practice of washing before prayer, created marvelous public baths that were not only pivotal to the lives of those who lived there but also an vital experience for visitors.

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Suleymaniye Hamam TM

(Sinan the Architect - Since )

Our Suleymaniye Hamam was constructed and built between and by the famous Ottoman architect Sinan who constructed over four hundred buildings during his lifetime, the hamam being one of his most famous works. Sinan was also the architect of, another renowned Istanbul landmark, the Sulaymaniye Mosque. The hamam is over years old and was a regular terminate for the Ottoman Sultan Suleyman, and many sultans after him, where they had designated quarters. Historical Suleymaniye Hamam® / Turkish Bath has no other branches nor affiliated with any other Hamam .

The hamam exposure in four steps

  1. Get ready to step into the hamam
    You may take off your clothes, accessories (wrist, monitor, earrings, necklace etc.) and place them in your private locked dressing room. We provide women a bikini. Shorts for everyone. The key to your private dressing room will remain on your wrist at all time while you enjoy your Hamam experience. In couple days, please be aware that our Hamam caters exclusively to couples and serves both male and female clients simultaneously. In man`s days, hamam caters only male clients.
  2. Chill and sweat in the hot gay turkish bath near me

    After 24 hours of commute getting from Miami to Istanbul, I wanted to do what I always do in a foreign country where my dollar goes further than the local currency, indulge.  Usually that&#;s grubbing at nicer places than I can normally afford, drinking top-shelf liquor, and of course&#;a massage. I&#;m also a big fan of steam rooms. I had a DIY sauna outdoor that I built at my parent&#;s place when I was younger so it was a daily ritual for me in the winters.

    I have been to a bath house before (went to one in Budapest), and I felt more like I was at a pool club rather than a hammam (Turkish Bath house), but that&#;s not what I walked into in Istanbul.

    There are no beautiful Asian masseuses at Turkish Bath Houses.

    The hostel I was staying at gave me a brochure for a couple Turkish Bath houses (I highly suggest you opt for a hotel in Istanbul over a hostel), but suggested I try the Gedikpasa Bath House because it was so historical, and that they would pick me up and drop me back off.  After glancing at the cover images and seeing beautiful women in bikinis giving massages, I was sold.  10 minutes later I was chugging down the old cobblestone streets of Istanbul in a van w

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