Living close to a vacation spot has definite benefits and temptations. Although my dusty little wide spot in the road offers no entertainment or services, I only need to drive a little ways to find everything a person could want. It is from here that I write this blog entry today.
My favorite thing to do on any day ending in a “Y” is to enjoy spa services. People that have never been to a spa must wonder what could possibly be this wonderful. Well, you must try it sometime. The only spa I talk about is the one I revisit as often as I possibly can. Three stories high, each level offers different services. The first floor has gender specific dressing rooms and facilities. In the steam room the warm fog is so thick it’s hard to see if anyone else is using it. A dry sauna feels like the desert in August. There’s a cold plunge to use after either of these two treatments.
A very large Jacuzzi provides a private space for cackling in the cauldron. The few times I’ve visited the gender specific area, the incessant talking has driven me away. Why is it that some people can’t enjoy peace and quiet? I will say, an author could get some pretty steamy material for upcoming blogs if only my laptop could take the humidity.
To complete this area there are the best showers, shampoos, potions, and lotions. There are vanity areas in which ladies can put themselves back together before they head back into the real world. Every detail has been covered, with the results making a spa day effortless.
After my 50 minute Swedish massage on a table that translates Zen music into tiny vibrations, I found myself again using the zero gravity chairs in the Reflection Room. Glowing on a wall size projection screen, the night skies of places around the world are so beautiful I wonder how they can be real. As often as I’ve come, the Reflection Room is not a place people congregate to visit. Always empty, it calls to me.
In the Caldarium, men and women settle into comfy lounge chairs or bob around in the heated swimming pool. Although the Nevada temperatures are in the 40’s, you’d never know it. The caldarium is an inside room protecting everyone from the elements and is a great place for brides to treat their bridesmaids to a day of pampering. Just listening to the bubbling of the two spas and distant conversations of gossiping women, it reminds me of a day at the beach without the sand.
Even though this is a place of relaxation, State safety rules must be followed carefully. Hilariously hung that on one wall, dusty and out of place, there is a life ring next to two emergency shut off switches. Wrong on every level. Dust in this gorgeous facility seems totally odd and out of place. Besides, how could someone drown in a spa where the depth of the pool is 3’6″? This is rather funny. Of course, in my world, that person could be me. Good thing I spied it and can give a shout to others if I need it.
The men in the caldarium enter, most with darting eyes. Although they know they shouldn’t, they look here and there, while knowing they have entered a space reserved for the luckiest of women. Men can be quite amusing to watch under such circumstances.
As I enjoyed my Crab, Avocado and Pita Nachos, the bubbling and soothing sounds of water nearly drown out a conversation two women were having across the room. Although I couldn’t quite follow everything, it seemed there was a “SHE” that was on their doo-doo list. Every time I heard the word “SHE” emphasized, I got the definite impression that “SHE” wasn’t their favorite gal. I did consider moving closer, as the thought of more topics for my blog came to mind. Just as well, I remembered to be quite thankful it was not “ME” that was this dastardly “SHE”
After such a strenuous day, it was time to move on with the rest of my day. The resort made it possible for me to BOGO the hotel room. I do need to remind you, staying near a tourist town has its perks, but also its temptations. i plan to enjoy the glorious winter sun. Another winter storm is right around the corner.
Whatever you are doing today, please pamper yourself a little. In this crazy world, we all need to slow down and remember that this moment is really all we have.
More tomorrow.