Naked Japanese Gangsters Inspire Romantic Tattoo Musical?
22.05.12
, Or steam-sand baths. At the spa you lie down on your back, and a scantily clad attendant, dressed in a bottom-revealing short bathrobe, literally buries you up to your neck in piping-hot, black, volcanic sand. You pulse all over with the volcanic heat, tolerable for only about 15 minutes. There is no escape. You are at the mercy of the attendant, who, at the end of your treatment, removes the sand, shovel-full by shovel-full.
Before you lie down in this therapeutic grave, though, you must first cleanse yourself in the ritual bath. It was here that I saw the two fierce-looking characters lusciously tattooed head to toe, even down there (ouch!). The Japanese, of course, know it's forbidden to stare at these underworld figures; otherwise, you could risk becoming their next victim. Being a yokel Westerner, albeit one with manners, I glanced at their magnificent body art as surreptitiously but as often as possible. I was completely mesmerized by the intricate and irresistible representations of dragons, Buddhist deities, and cherry blossoms.
Source: Huffington Post (blog)