Two hours slip by, and I reluctantly peel myself from the bath, sinking into the lounge with a cup of hot ginger tea. Soft music hums in the background, and the space feels like someone’s thoughtfully designed living room. My body feels light and restored, grounded by the warm timber underfoot. It’s a slow return to myself.
Outside, rain lashes the roof in a steady rhythm. The cold fogs up the windows, conjuring images of winter. We’re momentarily trapped, but no one’s in a hurry to rejoin the mad hullabaloo of the outside world. Around me, others sit in silence, mellowed, simply being.
It brings to mind a favourite reference by the team at Nowhere Baths. In artist Leonard Koren’s words: “A vacation that consists of standing still… the utterly simple alchemy that turns us back into ourselves.” For this brief moment, we are all nowhere, and perfectly so.
Nowhere Baths is located at 14A Dempsey Road.
