The rush of warm air makes your head spin as soon as the heavy wooden door opens. In the doorway, you find it through the thickness of smoke and richness of sweet spice. As you go inside, the twilight is filled with life. The sounds of a dry sauna and the smell of incense smoldering at the back of the room stir the senses. The softness of the moss wafts through the cracks. Curious about the ritual protected by these walls? You lightly drop into the old leather armchair. It’s both cozy and a little spooky. And that makes it even more interesting.
“…perfume that is as confident in itself as the evening is confident in the depth of the forest”
