Aqueous

I arrived at Sharon Springs on an idyllic spring morning; the town seemed to be sleeping late this weekend, or perhaps there just weren't that many inhabitants left. The Imperial Baths stood in the center of the village off Main St., but after some casual wandering, the open entrances to some of the old bath houses presented themselves around back. Although the campus and structures were beautiful, the sulfurous smell definitely needed a bit of getting used to!