Hot Spring Detour in the Italian Countryside
Having met some new ‘local’ friends at a recent festival, i was fortunate enough be told about a nearby hot spring (known in Italian as a terme) to visit after the event.
It’s hard to know what you’re going to find when going to a new hot spring – every one is different, and they’re often made by hand. Sometimes the water is cloudy or stinks of sulphur, sometimes it’s actually too hot to bathe, sometimes it’s just a small section of a stream or lake with a spring beneath.
In this case, it was a group of small cement pools, slightly cloudy but not too odorous, surrounded by cute flowering shrubs and a few small trees providing some enclosure from the otherwise flat terrain. Blue-green hillsides sat in the distance, in front of rolling white clouds, as we soaked with a small group of mostly elderly Italians.
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