It was a sweltering Seville afternoon (you know, about 100 degrees Fahrenheit), and our "bathing time" was booked for 4 pm. The sounds of fountains and birds greeted us as we entered the courtyard, and we were given freshly brewed, chilled hibiscus tea to drink while we waited. All visitors to the baths are required to cover their feet with plastic booties so as to not contaminate the pristine environment.
When you enter the baths, you're given a quick overview of the different temperatures of the baths. The largest one is heavenly lukewarm, with filigreed Moroccan lamps hanging in every corner. Oil lamps cast a sultry glow on the walls, blending with the shadows people's bodies languishing in the water. For the very brave, there's an ice water bath that you are recommended to try for however long your body can take. I refused, but my husband dipped in for two seconds and swore that made the steam room that much more enjoyable. You can spend up to two hours in the baths, roaming from room to room. We had such a wonderful time laying in each other's arms, imagining another time and place where this activity was a daily luxury. If you ever feel faint of heart, there's a common lounge with marble chaises and plenty of pots of lemon water and hibiscus tea.
We opted for a 15 minute massage at the end of our tour of the baths. It was divine. A sublime end to the afternoon. We wanted to go back into the baths, but our pockets would not allow another trip!