When It’s “World’s Largest,” I Gotta Go!

I don’t remember exactly when my affection for hot springs began. It’s an unlikely attraction, considering I have always been a “shower person” rather than a “bath person.” Sitting in a bathtub with nothing to do bores me to tears. But put me in an outdoor setting in nature, and I can slip into a state of nirvana for hours. Something about stepping into a pool surrounded by flora and fauna, submerging my body up to my ear lobes in water warmed from the womb of Mother Earth is quite pleasing to me. That’s why I have joked before that I need a bumper sticker that says “I Brake for Hot Springs.” Continue reading