I entered through the entrance of the extravagant baths, the smells of soaps, fragrance and perfumes enter my smell sensors, hitting me with what felt like a punch to the nose with a fist made out of flowers. "Ohh... oh this is going to be great!" I say taking my booklet and writing down my thoughts with a miniature pen, these words would soon join the rest of my written thoughts in a book that I plan to call 'A Guide to Everything I Know About The World'. Later I found myself in nothing but my hijab, though I've heard that the baths in Anatolia did in fact not care if one was truly naked, I know one of my status could be executed by doing something they didn't know was wrong, I've learned that the hard way last year in Iran... "Alright, here I go." I say with a small hint of excitement, although I've done this multiple times, it just unexplainably felt different in a bath house. Suddenly I felt the hot water wrapped around my body, it felt good, deciding that it was most likely alright to, I take my hijab off, my ears perking up as I felt my hair fall to my shoulders "Ahhh~ this is indeed the life..." I said, unable to stop a quiet gasp as I felt the water hit my breasts. I then rest my back against the wall, relaxing as I waited for the soap to be brought to me