I may be in the minority here, but I really don’t like baths. In fact, I remember my last bath clearly, almost seven years ago in November 2014 when I stayed at the fabulous Parador Hotel in Cádiz. And the only reason I took a bath there (normally hotel bathtubs are to be avoided like the plague) was because the damn thing was massive, made of stone (or marble?) and about 8 metres long. And so I filled it up using the lovely bath products provided… and lasted about ten minutes. I mean… meh. The idea of sitting around making “body soup” has never appealed and I don’t find it particularly relaxing. I guess I just get bored? Anyhow, how about you?
The other more practical matter is, as the years go by and if you never take baths, having to climb in and out of a slippery tub to take a shower is fraught with peril. Hence I totally love my big walk-in rain shower 💦🚿
I took my first shower once I got a bit past the age of being given baths in the tub and never looked back. Who can wait for a tub to be filled and then have to clean it after and… yeah, you’re marinating in exactly what you got into that water to wash off so WTF? And it is boring time consuming and overheated and just ugh.
I have Shower Envy now.
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I love my shower so much. There’s a rain shower and also a hand-held shower head for “proper rinsing off”… and I can just walk in and out of it! A quick once over of the floor with the scrub brush when I’m done… and I’m done. Remember “bathtub rings”? Yeeks.
When I lived in New York, the building we lived in was built in the late 30s. We had a tub that I loved. It was narrow but really long and deep and it wasn’t right against the wall. It didn’t have an overflow drain at the top and the tub was emptied by pulling a mechanism that stuck up outside the tub near the taps. You could fill the bath up to your shoulders and were able to lie flat with just your head above the water. No having to switch from freezing from the waist up and then your knees, and then your feet as you soaked. You cold be warm all over.
It beat the shower which was one of those ones where the pipe comes right down from the ceiling (12 foot ceilings!) and has an oval curtain holder. The curtain invariably stuck to you, was always letting water out somewhere, and was a pain to reach your toiletries from.
I actually liked that bathroom more than any bathroom in any house I lived in. It had those little black and white tiles in sort of a basket-weave pattern much the same as the ones in the family house in Ottawa. It was actually partly below street level and had a large window that went nearly to the ceiling. I put up a curtain I made that was high enough that you couldn’t see in but left 2/3 of the window uncovered so there was tons of light. There was also a drying rack suspended from the ceiling on a pulley you could let it down and put your clothes on it and pull it up to the ceiling to dry.
Nowadays, though, I need to sit while showering and would prefer a walk/roll-in shower.
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This reminds me a bit of a place in Winnipeg, all that old style plumbing, the high ceilings. I think back then (50 years ago!) I did take baths because there often wasn’t the option of a shower.