"So, you're telling me that we're about to be in a natural jacuzzi?!"
That was my initial thought when I found out that we would be taking a trip to The Fosso Bianco hot springs and natural pools in Bagni San Filippo. A little dramatic, I know, but hey...I was excited.
The thought of taking a hot bath in the wilderness totally sold me on the experience, and I was so so ready for this leg of the trip. It was our second day on our road trip through Italy and we all piled up in the car and drove from Rome to Tuscany Bagni San Filippo. That trip was about a 2 hour drive, not bad at all.
This year I have spent a lot of time in nature. We have become sort of best friends. Especially since moving to Los Angeles and discovering some of the most beautiful hiking trails I have ever seen...but I had never been to a hot spring.
The location was not my typical secluded piece of nature that I love, (told you I love my solitude lol) but it was beautiful nonetheless. The area is obviously a popular spot for locals and tourist to visit, and the fact that the area is so easily accessible makes it great for families and kids! Just a short walk and you're there.
The waters there vary, some are as hot as a bath you would take, and some are just nice and warm. The water is high in sulfur and calcium (which explains the formation of the white rock and the name of the place). It was so amazing, we stayed there for a few hours, soaking and enjoying nature.
I was so surprised to see how many families brought their children there, and how many women who are expecting were out there climbing those rocks with their huge bellies. We experienced some beautiful encounters with so many people, all of whom did not speak the same language as us.
The language barriers that I had experienced on this trip opened my eyes to so many things. I feel as though I have been living my life in such a singular view, not really realizing that one day I may travel and have to communicate with other people besides those who speak English. It was in Rome when I had a breakdown and became very emotional after trying to communicate with my Uber driver who only spoke Italian. We spent about 20 minutes on the phone trying to find each other and with no success, he canceled on me and that's when it hit me. I was just so frustrated. Standing in the warm rain, trying to book another Uber. I made up in my mind that I would find the time to learn a new language. That is my goal.
The universe must have felt how exhausted the language barrier was making me, because we were blessed to spend a peaceful day in nature where smiles and eye contact were the universal language.
One of the best parts of my day was a little girl taking my photo in one of the caves. Usually when a child takes photos, I'm expecting a not-so-great shot. You know, out of focus, off-centered, something of that nature. But this girl was so focused on getting a great shot, paying attention to her angles/perspective. It made me think about my time teaching girls photography back in LA last year.
Geneva thought that it would be a beautiful idea for her to bring her roses and baby's breath bouquet of flowers with her to put in her hair and bask in the sun as the goddess she is, and she was right. We took the roses and its petals and surrounded ourselves with them. The current from the natural waterfalls allowed the rose petals to fall into other areas where people were bathing. Initially I thought people would be annoyed with us, but everyone was loving it, collecting the petals, placing them on their bodies. The kids were having a ball. Geneva gave her last rose to one of the little girls and it was one of the cutest things I had ever seen.
After losing track of time, we decided that we should probably head out to our next destination, Florence, but not before stopping at the local Gelato Shop and grabbing a cone. I had some of the BEST Coffee Gelato, ever.