Every year my dad wants to go to the
Kabuki Springs & Spa. And usually every year I manage to take him. But he doesn't want to go alone. Apparently this is something you do with your eldest son. I tell him the hours of operation for and when it is open for men and when for women. See, this place is old school. Nude. Men: Mondays, Thursdays, and Saturdays , and co-ed on Tuesdays. Bathing suit and I.D. required on that day. Two things he doesn't like carrying around. When asked if he wanted to go Tuesday, the co-ed clothed day, my suggestion was laughed at, dismissed, and looked at like someone tried to hand him a flyer on Herbalife. Like, why would he come all the way to the U.S. to bathe with a bunch of chicks? Long story a little bit shorter, my dad's bathhouses have to be all male and all nude. Europeans.
So, we're going on Thursday. Like we go every year. And, while in the sauna, pop will most likely drop little pearls of wisdom like (in a very loud thick German accent):
- "Dat one over der, for sure, is gay."
- Wring out his wet hand towel over the hot rocks then violently
wave the towel in the air to circulate the steam. Right next to the
sign that says "DRY SAUNA ONLY!"
- Start and end conversations with "Dat would never happen in Germany..", with strangers.
Update to come.
holy crap, your dad sounds like crazytown telling me about his nekkid hot springs trip, remember that one?! yikes!
Posted by: anna | 02/03/2009 at 10:16 PM
Yes. Creepy old men seem to be the same everywhere.
Posted by: Tim | 02/03/2009 at 10:22 PM