One could make an argument that we spend the first nine months of our lives in a bath.
There we are, floating around in the perfect temperature, completely devoid of any cares or worries. Then we are born and instantly we are transported into a world full of consternation and disorder.
Being a fetus is easy.
Being an adult, not so much.
By soaking in a warm tub you can temporally suspend your cluttered mind and get back to that total relaxation we lost so many years ago.
Regular bathing was popularized by ancient Greeks and Romans.
Some have said the fall of Rome is tied to its citizens spending to much time luxuriating in public bath houses.
The bathtub that we are familiar with was invented in the French Renaissance.
Before this time the shape was usually round and it was elongated into an oval because it is much more comfortable to recline.
Flower petals, milks, scented powders, and bubbles were often added to the bath to create an extravagant way to sooth your ailments. By taking a bath you can be smug in the knowledge that at one time this was only enjoyed by the very elite of society.
Taking a bath uses most of your senses.
You see the beauty of the bathroom and are comforted by the touch of the hot water enveloping your body. The smell of the bath oils is alluring and if you listen closely, you can hear the delicate murmur of the bubbles popping.
As a matter of fact, if you also have a glass of champagne while bathing, you will include the fifth and final sense of taste.
A bath is a tribute to all of your senses and one that continues to reward you with soft skin and a serene attitude long after you are finished and the last of the water has drained away.
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