When you think of Japan, your mind probably races to neon-lit cities, cherry blossoms, ancient shrines, or sushi masterpieces. But what if we told you Japan also has a desert? And not just any desert—a place where mirages shimmer across golden dunes like something out of Arabian Nights?
Forget fancy spas and imported eucalyptus oils. In Mexico, purification begins with volcanic rocks, ancient chants, and a clay dome that feels like stepping into the earth’s womb. This is **Temazcal**, one of the oldest rituals still practiced in the country—a pre-Hispanic sweat lodge ceremony that is part steam bath, part spiritual journey, and part cultural time machine.
Along the wave-battered coast of USA’s Pacific Northwest, just south of Yachats, Oregon, there’s a place where the sea seems to vanish. Not metaphorically—but literally. A foamy rush of ocean crashes into jagged black rock, swirls, and then plunges into a gaping hole in the earth. Locals call it Thor’s Well. Travelers call it mesmerizing. Scientists call it a collapsed sea cave. But stand beside it during high tide and you'll likely call it something else: terrifyingly beautiful.
