We talked about the hot spring water. It's how the town got it's name. Last night, we trekked up Central Ave. to the famed Bathhouse Row. There, we took our bottle to the filling point. It was unanimous that Davis should have the honor. A small bottle, strong pressure, and a loose grip resulted in a quick drop and a small splash. "Yee-oww!" Davis was expecting regular cold water fountain pressure and temperature. A big surprise that we laugh about now.
