While packign, I found a gift certificate that was given to me last year, maybe. I called to see if it was still valid. Yep... The value of said gift certicicate was for $180, plus gratuity. Damn!!! I booked an appoitment for asap.
I arrived at Lale spa which is located inside La Rivage Hotel near the water. I check-in and was immediately asked to sit in this lovely room to fill out a form. I was invited to a table of healthy snacks and then I sat to fill out my form.
Sat right here eating a handful of almonds and drinking water.
I was encouraged to take a dip in the jacuzzi. But I had no bathing suit and frankly, you won't catch me in a swimsuit--let alone in pubic. No way. No how.
After two hours of full body massage, facial and hand massage, I emerged a wet noodle.
Man-o-man... two hours of self-indulgence was just what I needed. I was so relaxed that I did not even yell at Daniel for leaving chicken bones in the sink. I was pretty pleasant the rest of the day.
I have no idea why 2 hours of pampering would leave me stupified. But it did and it was glorious. I counted my blessings that evening. God is always on-time. Just when things are rough, I am showered with a blessing.
Thank you law journal students. It was glorious.
Question: Do massages leave you incoherent and unable to form an intelligent thought or sentence?