Soaking up one of Japan's best-loved traditions is a tonic for both mind and body
Article Page
For a brief moment, I feel like a Japanese snow monkey -- those furry, red-faced creatures that descend from the cliffs and forests of Nagano to sit and soak in hot spring water.
Flakes fall around me. Steam drifts into the air. I’ve nothing much on my mind.
It’s after 7 a.m. and I’m tout nu inside a private bath on a terrace at Arcana, a boutique hotel hidden in the trees of Japan’s Izu Peninsula.
Nav:
Tags:
Editions:
Country:
Groups:
Region:
Vertical:
Show map at bottom of page
Promoted to homepage blogroll:
0
Promoted to homepage hero:
0