I arrived with my friend M and we parked her Land Rover alongside all the other Land Rovers. The airy spa receptionn, genuine welcome and wellness drink (ingredients unknown) were all tick, tick, tick.
We were led to our tent and after five minutes alone (where we made isn`t - this - incredible faces at each other) we were introduced to our therapists. Mine was a man. Which made me anxious. He was called Victor and was a Hungarian with taut muscles, a shaved head and cheekbones that could slice mutton. Which didn`t make me feel any better. I immediately wished I had been more thorough in my depilation routine.
Victor turned out to be calm and gracious and gave me the best massage I`d had in years. Within minutes I totally forgot he`d got full eyeball on my porridge thighs. My friend mightily impressed with her facial too. The staff are high-calibre.
He was called Victor and was a Hungarian with taut muscles, a shaved head and cheekbones that could slice mutton. Victor turned out to be calm and gracious and gave me the best massage I`d had in years.
Our therapist left us, blissed out, to make the arduous decision of whether to relax inside the tent or on the loungers on the deck. We stayed in and ordered food from the cafe (delicious, ultra fresh, healthy but satisfying) before going to shop and buying the cheapest thing we could find. It was dreamy.
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