Spa Day!

It was a gray cloudy January in Mountain Town, so Phoebe and I decided to escape the demands of our daily lives and immerse ourselves in a day of luxury. One of the benefits of living in a resort town is that we have our choice of hotel spas to enjoy and Phoebe is a self-described spa connoisseur! She did hours of research to find the best place and deal at this time. The Waldorf Astoria Spa was this weekend’s winner. Though we were not able to benefit from the locals' specials like those during the off-season, they did have a bring-a-friend discount.

The moment we arrived, the scent of flowers and the warm glow of the fireplace welcomed us. Excitement bubbled as we checked in and enjoyed the hot herbal teas and spa snacks in the soothing lounge area. We were chatting and reminiscing about our ridiculous adventures when we were approached by our spa attendants. Phoebe graciously decided to go with a facial which allowed me to get a massage from “magic hands” James. He is our absolute favorite masseuse in Mountain Town. I am amazed at how he can pinpoint exactly what areas need attention and with our weekly schedule of Pilates and boot camp, there are more of these areas than ever.

The treatment room was a haven of serenity, with soft music, dimmed lights, and the aroma of essential oils. As I lay on the plush table, all my tension was kneaded away, and I was left in a state of blissful tranquility, so blissful that I woke myself up snoring. James, ever the professional, did not mention it as he offered me water and a mint before I met up with Phoebe again. I finally found Phoebe lounging in the relaxation room draped over the heated tile chair with a mask on.

“I am a noodle,” she said in a sleepy tone when she heard me walk in. “My face is glowing! Can we just live here?”

After the relaxation room, we moved to the steam room and then checked out. Phoebe was a sucker for beauty products and had a stash of lotions and magic potions waiting for her at the reception desk.

We had built up quite an appetite during our pampering sessions, so we made our way to the café connected to the spa. We each ordered a glass of Prosecco and split a charcuterie and cheese plate with the most delicious apricot marmalade. We spent our late lunch daydreaming about our future life as millionaires, yachting and flying private jets to various exotic locations. We laughed at ourselves, enjoying our escape from the day-to-day responsibilities of our lives.

“Cheers to friendship, Prosecco, and James!” I said as we wrapped up our day of luxury, grateful for the opportunity to live in such a beautiful location with friends who are up for adventure at a moment's notice.

Until next time

❤️ Olivia