Get ready, get set, and go.....to Sharks.

Arrived at 11:00 pm on a Wednesday night. The outside looks great, granted it's late at night, and the cab driver had no trouble finding it. By the way there's no Uber in Germany. Period. Cabs have to be licensed and Uber is illegal.

I'd love to use my literary skills to create some dream-like, exotic place in a far away land, that draws you with promises of erotic art and foreign cultures. But I can't. It's a brothel. On Wednesday admission is 50 euros, regularly 65. Not crowded but plenty of room. This place doesn't look like any strip-club in the US or Canada. Every single women was slender, happy, smiling and totally naked. You can't make this up. I never pictured anything like this.

There's a huge locker room and everything is clean and maintained. For your money you get a robe, slippers, a towel and a key. The key works for your clothes locker and another locker in the main area where you put your cash. You get a glimpse of the main area when you pass the entrance on the way to the locker. I couldn't wait to get inside and check everything out.