After showering, a female mud-bath attendant showed me how to dip into the vat of mud in the large concrete tub: Sitting on its edge, I flung myself in feet first. I thought I would sink, but instead I lay flat, suspended above the mud, totally exposed. Seconds later, the attendant began wrapping the thick, chunky mud around me with swift precision. It felt very “back to nature,” in a poetic sort of way.