Osaka, Day 2: Naked, Eel, and Reptiles — A Love Story
There’s a moment — standing stark naked in a Japanese onsen — where you question everything. Not in a deep, philosophical way. More like, “How did I end up here, stripped of all dignity and clothing, surrounded by strangers pretending none of this is weird?” Let’s rewind. The onsen (Aqua Ignis Onsen) is a sacred…
