I was speaking at a conference in Saratoga Springs, NY this past weekend, and while I was there I did a little exploring. A friend of mine had been raving about the natural spring water which gave Saratoga Springs its name; supposedly, the water had healing and restorative properties. “We have to try the water,” he insisted.
So we decided to try the water, which flows from a number of public springs around town.
So I promptly took a big swig, and also made a face (you know me, I had to try!). Naturally**, the water tasted mostly of rusty old pipes and metal. We agreed that it was hard to imagine that was good for your body and wandered on.
This one was naturally carbonated. As we approached, it smelled of sulphur. Not a good sign. We filled up my bottle again and each took a swig. I immediately turned and spat it out again. BLEH. My friend held out a while longer, firm in his belief of the healing powers of the water. He even took a second swig. Then it became unbearable and he spat that out too.