|"Mens Sana In Corpore Sano" (Bad Pyrmont)|
I grew up in a spa town on the north Yorkshire coast––Scarborough––and on the seafront in South Bay was a place called The Spa. Within that palatial, Victorian building is an auditorium where international orchestras used to perform (not any more). My dad took his choir to this venue for music festivals. My uncle Frank once had a composition of his played in the adjacent, outdoor concert hall where Sunday morning concerts have been given by the resident "spa orchestra" since the early 1900s. So I am familiar with the concept of spas.
|Der Heilige Born|
|The Fürstenhof, now a hotel, seen from the Kurpark|
|Helenenquelle, Bad Pyrmont|
|Tall trees and fountains in the Kurpark|
|Erdbeertempel, Bad Pyrmont|
|Outside Le Nordik spa, Chelsea|
Carol, Hiromi (from Japan) and I stayed at the spa for over five hours that day, which resulted in sunburnt shoulders. Most of the others left earlier but some stayed even longer. This place is conducive to lingering and relaxed us so much that we were lazy and sleepy for a good 24 hours after we'd left.