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The Camelback Inn is why.
One day last year I decided I needed a massage like nobody's business and decided to go all out and book a day at the spa. I went with the Soother Package, a 60 minute Swedish massage and Loofah treatment
It was the best day ever.
I had never really gotten a professional massage before, but I was psyched to learn that if you book a 60 minute treatment you get all day use of the facilities (besides the fitness center, I believe).
I got changed into my robe and waited for my massage in the super serene relaxation lounge where they had fresh lemon water, tea and all the trashy magazines I could read. Lovely.
First the loofah rub: a little awkward. Basically you lay spread eagle on what looks like an autopsy table with only a towel to cover your private areas. The masseuse scrubs you down in major tickle areas and you get hosed down with warm water running all over your face. You come out soft and savory but not my favorite.
But the massage...SO fantastic. They put you in a private room with scented candles and soft music playing, my masseuse was excellent. She even rubbed my feet and scalp and did this little tappy thing on my head. A glorious 60 minutes.
After that I wandered around the spa, sat in the jacuzzi, ate some lunch at the restaurant, went for a swim in the pool, enjoyed the beautiful view....bliss. I felt like I was on VH1's The Fab Life.
It cost me a pretty penny but worth every cent.
In fact, I feel another spa day coming up very soon. This time, I'm going for a cabana.
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