The facility was really nice and I managed to spend lots of time in the women's locker room after a massage and most of the stars are for the amenities itself. The massage itself was alright--I paid for deep tissue but most of the time it felt like a regular massage. I had a male massage therapist who got a little close to the "boyfriend zones." I've had many massages in the past by male and female therapists and nobody else ever massaged my armpits (which is unpleasant because I'm insanely ticklish) or parts of the glutes or grazed along the side of my breasts. Then when it was time to turn over he lifted the blanket way up. It seemed like everything was on the very edge of being appropriate and I couldn't tell if he was oblivious to the etiquette or purposely pushing the boundaries. I would go back again but next time I'll ask for a female therapist.