A few weeks ago, my friend Martha convinced a bunch of us to drive three hours to sit in the mud. It turned out to be a great day, and these hot springs were in one of the loveliest places I’ve seen — Cajón del Maipo, south of Santiago, which gets more remote and more beautiful the farther you drive (cajón means canyon, fyi). Off the beaten path would be an understatement.
People spread the mud from the hot springs all over their bodies and swear by its healing properties. I don’t know about that, but the skin on my heels is slightly less frightening than usual, so I guess it helped.