2002-05-20 - 1:26 a.m.
Janary 5, 2000:
Life's heavenly!
I went to The Spa and got treated like a princess. People who work there are so polite and they called me Ma'am. I sure felt special.
TO start the experience off, I immersed myself in the jacuzzi. There were two other people there, mother and daughter, and they were nude. I assumed it's the way to go but didn't go nude myself. I was too shy. It felt quite weird staying underwater, knowing that there was no peice of cloth whatsoever to separate me from the other two people there. But it was interesting. Much like the movies, I thought.
A few minutes later, I wrapped myself in a towel and went inside the steam room to relax and sweat a bit. One other girl was nude yet again. She was looking at me as though seeing someone in a towel was the most bizarre thing on earth.
Then I got led upstairs where a smiling lady was waiting for me. I supposed that she was the one giving me my facial because of all the equipment she had beside her. Indeed she was. She gave me the best facial ever and my face felt so pure afterwards!
I was asked to move to the room nextdoor and it was time for my massage. An elfin lady asked me if I wanted it hard, and I said yes. I remember thinking, "Boy, she's got strong fingers!" Then I fell asleep. I woke up when she lifted my body to stretch out my back. Talk about strong, tiny women, eh?
After that, my muscles were so relaxed, I couldn't stand up. But I had to because there was more to the agenda. I was then guided to this huge living room area with couches and televisions. It was now time for my manicure, pedicure, and foot scrub. Again, I fell asleep while they did their thing, savoring the serenity of it all.
When everything was done, lotion was applied all over my body, and then I got dressed. Reluctantly, I left the building. Quite hard to accept that the whole experience was now over.
Now:
The above happened in the Philippines two years ago, two days before my brother's wedding. I daydream about that day a lot lately. Honestly, I think it's because I am absolutely pooped from everything. I worked so hard the past couple of weeks, and I still have so much more left to do. I wonder when my actual vacation starts. Soon, I hope?
That's why I think that maybe, if I keep thinking about that lovely day at The Spa, I could relive it once more. My relaxation doesn't seem to happen in reality, so maybe through the magic of imagination, I could experience it once and for all.
As they say, "The mind is a very powerful thing." Now I know what they mean.
