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On my trips I always want to experience cultural highlights that are specific for the country I am traveling to. Thus, when I travelled to Morocco for the first time in 2016, I had to try out Hammam. Hammam, also known as Turkish bath, is a place of public bathing. In Islamic context, it is often part of the prayer but people also go there only to gather and talk. My first touch point was in Taghazout after an exhausting day of surfing. I booked an appointment with a women's cooperative in the close by hills. When arriving there, I was told to use the dress room to get rid of my clothes and to put on a paper slip to cover the sensitive parts of my body. Afterwards I was guided into the bathing room, similar to a steam bath. Now a woman cleaned all of my body with different soaps and cremes, using all her strength to scrub the skin heavily. Finally all the foam was washed away and I was led to the second part, a relaxing full body massage with Argan oil, a regional product from that region. This was the perfect end for a day full of action and I couldn't have been more relaxed. The second touch point with Hammam was exactly a year later in Rabat. I was on a business trip with several colleagues for a couple of weeks. As I was seen as the "Moroccan" expert of the group, I was approached for proposals of must-haves to experience. Of course, my first choice was a visit to a local Hammam. Our Moroccan client proposed a very nice, modern bathing house to us. Some days later, a group of three, an American, a French and me, a German, went there excited of the events waiting for us. At the reception we got a bag with a bathrobe and shoes and were guided to the massage room. On the way to the room we could peek into the bathing room and were told that this area is for men only and that there is only male bathing personnel. The guide left the room saying "Undress and put the robes on, I will pick you up in a minute." The American looked full of doubts and was finally asking me if we should also remove our slip. Being familiar with the German sauna culture, I was wondering and just replied "Of course." After we put on the bathrobes again, our guide came and led us to the shower room. One of the hammam attendants told us that we will start with a shower. So the American was told to go first and the attendant helped him to remove the robe. The robe went deeper and deeper... until the man could guess that no slip will come up from somewhere. He ripped is eyes open, looked back to us and his mouth formed the words "all naked?". When nodding, he rapidly pulled up the robe to the shoulders and shouted at us to get on the slips. You can imagine that the American, not used to public nudity anyways, colored like a red rose. But we just couldn't stop laughing about this embarrassing situation, a cultural fauxpas as we did adhere to the behavior we were used to from our home country. After our Hammamgate, the treatment ran its course. When we returned we had a lot to talk and laugh about with the remaining team. Even when we meet again nowadays, it is a fun memory of our stay in Morocco. If you visit an Islamic country, make sure to experience this bathing procedure yourself, you won't regret it.