When I travel, I love immersing myself in every aspect of the country’s culture. From food, to dance, to history I learn and partake in everything. My approach proved no different when I visited Turkey back in 2008, as a fresh-faced 22 year old and recent college graduate. As most people do, I explored Istanbul, visiting the Hagia Sofia and the Blue Mosque to learn about the religious history of the region. I ventured out to Cappadocia to see the geological formations and cave dwellings that are part of the UNESCO World Heritage Site. I even hit the Mediterranean, soaking up the sun and swimming in the turquoise sea.

But, what proved most memorable was actually an activity far fewer might think of doing and something I never thought I’d willingly decide to try, for I am in no way, shape or form a naked person. 

The four of us standing outside a Turkish Bath In our towels, we head toward our Turkish bath

On our final day in the Istanbul, I found myself walking into a hammam, or Turkish bath, alongside my mom, aunt and cousin. I had no idea what to expect, knowing nothing about the tradition but felt confident it would push me well beyond my comfort zone. And while it did just that, the experience also left me with not only a great story but a deeper appreciation for the cultural importance and history of the practice.

In partnership with The Cultureist, and in order to help those who might find themselves in a similar position, I’ve put together a cheat sheet/survival guide to the Turkish baths. This way, you can walk in well aware of what to expect and walk out with a once-in-a-lifetime memory.