Back in '97, DW and I did a Central European tour: Munich, Vienna, Budapest, Prague. Budapest was the highlight, so much so that we extended that portion two days, at the expense of Prague. A huge part of it was that we stayed at a family-owned pension, where the proprietors were so gracious and kind. They were grateful to be rid of communism and fawned over their Western guests.
We mentioned to them our desire to visit the Gellert Baths, probably the best-known, most-visited thermal baths in Hungary. The 30-something daughter of our hosts said, "Oh, I never go to the public baths. They're beautiful. But have you seen the pictures of the old men who lounge there, playing chess along the poolside? It looks very relaxing and nice. But those old men are in there all day. They never once get out. Do you know what I mean?"
It took a minute. But yes, we got her point. We all had a good laugh. She then directed us to a smaller, lesser-known bath. We went, enjoyed a good soak and a vigorous massage. There were no old men playing chess in the pool. Very memorable.