In our experience, this idea of "losing track of the world" is no exaggeration.
You see, Friedrichsbad isn't a run-of-the-mill spa. There's a catch. You're naked. That's right: No clothes. No towels. And you're not alone. As you can imagine, at first, this can be a bit disorienting.
So clutching our sheets, we shuffled toward the enterance of the bath process. Here we were met by a young, fully clothed, and at least tri-lingual "bathing guide"; she welcomed us, explained the general outline of the process, and invited any questions we might have. We could only think about the odd sensation of standing basically naked before someone, about our age, whom we had never met, and who was fully clothed.
Room 1: as mentioned, this is the introductory shower. This is where you must take leave of your sheet and rinse off before you're allowed to enter the rest of the spa. This was a bit uncomfortable for me as you're a mere few inches from other nude people. The interesting thing is that almost all the bathers we encountered throughout the process were our age and, well, mostly attractive (or not unattractive). At this point, however, I tried my best to keep my eyes down and my face turned towards the wall.
Room 6: Showers. Yes, once again you shower off and rinse away all the lotion stuff from the brush massage. But after you get out, you realize that you no longer have a towel to hide behind. You must give up your towel in exchange for a small, square mat.
Room 12: Showers. To get to this room you have to retrace your steps through the maze of pool and steam rooms. It's actually the shower room where you first started--oh my you have come a long way since that first, awkward experience. Here you take a good, long shower; being around a bunch of other naked people like you has become old habit--even a bit freeing.
Thank you anonymous donor for this memorable experience! It was Just What we needed!