Having taken the waters from a Spar every morning, with four cold bottles needed to see us through the heat of the day, today we took the real thing at the Gellart Spa, and by the time we had walked down from the Citadel high up on the hill (having got a bus up) we were ready for a few hours of relaxation by and in the pools; I was happy to lie back and read but was eventually persuaded into one of the thermal baths where, submerged up to my chin in 36C water, I began to empathise with restaurant lobsters.
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