The very first onsen, like a first love. Everything, from the road there to the visit itself, is an unforgettable adventure. On the outskirts of Beppu, in the mountains with billowing steam, surrounded by a bamboo forest. The first time, I went to a private family bath in a hut, out of shyness and onsen virginity. Even so, there were plenty of impressions, there was something steampunk-like about it, with a view of the little garden and the puffing pipes, the play of light and shadow on the cedars. And then we ended up in that very bamboo forest. It was a magical feeling, as if you had found yourself in a mysterious fairy tale! Several baths for every taste, muddy, rusty by the river, and by the waterfall, where you can cool off by contrast, and an incredibly hot one under a canopy, and a foot bath, and one with a yoke for pouring water over yourself. You can spend the whole daylight hours there without getting bored at all. It is a place you want to return to, and one you miss. And it turned out there was no need to be shy at all. The onsen is mixed for men and women, but you can wear swimsuits, or buy a disposable cloth with an elastic band.