Hot Spring Bathing
Snow Monkeys
By Mac So
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Hot Spring Bathing
Snow Monkeys
By Mac So
At a hot-spring pool outside Bedrock
FRED FLINTSTONE, relaxing himself in an evening session of hot-spring bathing: Ahhhh ... what could easily be more relaxing than just sitting in a hot spring such as this?
JOE ROCKHEAD, a close friend of Flintstone, somewhat bewildered at the remark: Now you're asking me!!
No wonder Trolls can't resist the sensation of hot springs and the healing effects thus inherent. It's just so ... natural, is it not, as well as in line with the Greater Trollsperience?
Slow-baked Cattanooga Cheese Explosion of Pedigreed Bull (Appy Polly Loggies per usual)
[Mise en scene: Near some isolated hot springs somewhere in the Appalachian such as are something of a "best kept secret" across some in the South. Close to same, we find the Cattanooga Cats on a weekend's road trip just camping out and relaxing] KITTY JO, naked and slipping into the hot spring pool: I just have to admit ... is there nothing more wonderful than just relaxing in hot spring waters such as these? SCOOTS, always one to make an experience story fodder: Wavy chitlin gravy ... I remember some close cousins of mine heading into Hot Springs, Arkansas for some relief from arthritis some years ago, spending some time in a cheap motel while seeking relief ... boy oh boy, all the stories they would hear about what's ailing them and all the gossip ensuing! Could it be that the hot spring waters themselves may have loosened tongues thus?! COUNTRY, in disbelief: Just how is it possible?
On a cool sort of night near Desert Hot Springs with Top Cat and clowder
FANCY-FANCY, replete with his Cary Grant-stylee swagger: To be honest, TC, is there nothing more invigorating than to spend a few minutes of a night such as this in a hot spring pool not unlike this? TOP CAT, taking things in stride: How else could it be, Fancy-Fancy? After all, hot spring bathing can't help but prove seriously relaxing-- [For some reason, TC, and the entire clowder as well, can't help but notice arousal big time in their feline loins, enough for them to make a sort of ejaculatory offering in "wet dream" form into the hot spring's waters. Brain, for some reason, can't help but show serious release of himself to the point of displaying an exceptionally wide smile.]
With Wilma Flintstone and Betty Rubble at the hot springs outside Bedrock
[Where we find the two relaxing in their nakedness while seeking comfort in a prehistoric manner from Those Difficult Days of the Month] BETTY RUBBLE: I have to hand it to you, Wilma, hot spring bathing not unlike this can just get to feeling so wonderful when it comes to "that time of the month," wouldn't you agree? WILMA FLINTSTONE, taking stock of some other women in a similar condition at other pools in the vicinity: Is it any wonder--?
In a hot spring pool in Desert Hot Springs (more or less a poor folks' Palm Springs) with Top Cat and clowder
[And it's close to midnight, with the full moon even, as Snagglepuss would parse it!] BENNY THE BALL, excitedly: You know, TC, who exactly among cats like us could resist the relaxation and comfort of hot springs bathing? TOP CAT "himself," equally excited: Benny may be unto something, boys; nothing feels more wonderful than to spend some time in a hot spring pool, and on a full moon night besides, with a slightly dry sort of heat in the bargain-- BRAIN, realising something important about hot spring bathing: Gosh, TC; it's getting to be close to the 12 minute mark recommended for maximum comfort and relaxation in these hot springs! TOP CAT, off guard by Brain's remark: I think Brain may be on the point; fellow cats, out of the spring and into the sleeping pods! Best to maximise the benefits of such waters, to begin with! [Whereupon the whole clowder manages to scamper out in the mildish low desert night and get settled to rest on chaise lounges which blankets as ur-bedding are laid out.]
With Fred Flintstone and Barney Rubble at the hot springs outside Bedrock, relieving the strains of quarry work from the past week
FRED FLINTSTONE, nonchalantly: Uh, Barney, could you soak this cloth into the hot spring waters? I was thinking about putting it on my arm here to relieve some stiff muscles in the upper arm.... BARNEY RUBBLE, taking the cloth from Fred to soak: Whatever you say there, Fred ... [A few minutes later:] FRED FLINTSTONE, taking off the soaked cloth: Barney, I have to admit these hot spring baths can certainly work wonders after quite the week at the quarry--[He notices Barney has left the springs momentarily, but returns after a short toilet break] BARNEY RUBBLE: I just have to say there, Fred, just relaxing in these hot spring waters, just wearing yourself for the most part, certainly can't help but feel fascinating, don't you agree? FRED FLINTSTONE: I certainly have to concur, Barney ...