Alright, so you’re looking for the address of the “Foshan Sauna No. 1 Store,” huh? Sounds straightforward, like punching something into a map app and getting a neat little pin. That’s what I figured, anyway, when I first heard about it. Piece of cake, right? Just another address to find.
Well, let me tell you, it ain’t that simple. Not by a long shot. This whole “No. 1 Store” thing, it’s less of a clear address and more like trying to catch smoke with your bare hands. You start looking, and suddenly you’re drowning in a sea of maybes, old tales, and whispers. It’s like everyone’s heard of it, but try to nail down the spot? Good luck with that, buddy.
It’s a proper mess out there, information-wise. You’d think in this day and age, everything’s logged, tagged, and reviewed. But for this? It’s like stepping back twenty years. You find one mention here, another one there, and they rarely match up. It’s a wild goose chase, plain and simple.

So, why was I even looking for this Foshan Sauna No. 1 Store address?
Good question. It’s not like I woke up one day with a burning desire to find a specific sauna. Nah, life throws these weird little projects at you. This one landed in my lap thanks to my brother-in-law, Kevin. Kevin, bless his cotton socks, isn’t always the sharpest tool in the shed, especially after a “business trip.”
He calls me, all worked up, a few weeks back. Apparently, on his latest jaunt to Foshan, he’d managed to leave behind his supposedly “lucky” company phone – the one with all his contacts, and probably a bunch of terrible selfies. He swore he left it at “the best sauna, the number one place, everyone knows it!” But the name? The street? Blank. Just “Sauna No. 1.” And because I’m the “tech guy” in the family (meaning I can restart a router), I got the grand task of becoming a digital detective to retrieve this vital piece of lost tech. “Should be easy for you,” he said. Famous last words.
I thought, okay, an hour, tops. Fire up the search engines, sift through a few forums. How hard could it be? Turns out, “Sauna No. 1” is about as specific as “that tall building downtown.” The next few days were a blur of:
- Ancient Forum Posts: Stuff from like, 2008, with broken links and people arguing about which place was “truly number one.”
- Vague Directions: “Yeah, it’s near that big market, you can’t miss it.” Super helpful, thanks. Which market?
- Wrong Numbers: Called a few places that sounded promising. Got a flower shop once, and a very confused old lady.
- Name Changers: Businesses that used to be something, now they’re something else entirely. Or just gone. Poof.
- Local Secrets: The distinct feeling that if you’re not a local who’s “in the know,” you’re just gonna get the runaround.
It felt like every lead just branched off into ten more dead ends. I was chasing ghosts. Each “No. 1” candidate either didn’t exist anymore, was a totally different kind of shop, or the details were so muddled it was impossible to verify. It was like the place was deliberately trying to stay off the grid, or maybe there were a dozen places that locals affectionately called “Number One” for different reasons. Who knows?

So, the address for the Foshan Sauna No. 1 Store? Man, after all that digging, I can tell you a lot about what it isn’t, or where it might have been, or what people thought it was. As for a single, reliable, pinpoint address you can just waltz up to? That’s still a bit of a legend, as far as I’m concerned. Kevin’s phone is probably long gone, a sacrifice to the gods of vague directions and unfindable locations. Some things, I guess, just don’t want to be found so easily on a map. You just end up with a headache and a story about how you tried.