My Undercover Experiment: Visit to a Public Health Nightmare, The Tanning Salon
In this blog, I pretend I’m going to purchase a tanning package for my 15 year old very-pale niece. Here’s what happened: Wearing jogging pants, a sweat shirt and bundled up in a warm winter coat, I nonchalantly walked into a tanning salon in a small rural town in Pennsylvania. It was a Friday, late …