New Europe
Day Seventy-five: Budapest

Bearing this in mind, I take my last bath, and Budapesters love to bathe, at the lushly ornate Széchenyi Gyogyfürdo, where healing spring waters bubble up from over 4,000 feet below the ground. There can be few places in the world where water is as lavishly celebrated. Even the word 'Gyogyfürdo', meaning a spa or medical baths, suggests something surreal and fantastical.
From the outside the baths look like a small Baroque palace. Inside is a domed central chamber with mosaic-tiled passageways leading to private bathing boxes and a hospital where patients are sent for special mineral treatments. White stucco erupts like fungus from the walls and semicircular panels depict, on one side of the room, Venus being bathed by four robed cohorts and on the other, Neptune assaulting a mermaid.
For a moment it's quite possible to forget that you've come here to get yourself wet. The very act of undressing seems to belittle the surroundings, but step through to the three steaming pools and you may, on a busy day, be in the company of a couple of thousand others. These are pools for hanging around in. There are no lanes and no Olympic wannabees cleaving the water. The most competitive activity is probably chess, which is played to a very high standard by men and women half-submerged, of course, in water.
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PALIN'S GUIDES
- Series: New Europe
- Chapter: Day Seventy-five: Budapest
- Country/sea: Hungary
- Place: Budapest
- Book page no: 179
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