The Christmas present by a person who wants me very well and more dangerous than anyone affected my mood swings, was a stay at the Spa. Clear subliminal message.
do not think it served a lot, but at least I ticked the box on my list of things to do (not that the good intentions, is to forget that now, nda).
If I had to describe this place with an adjective I would not say neither restful nor relaxing but more surreal.
Especially the buffet. Just come into the room hurt my eyes, everything was white. About fifty people wearing the same bathrobe and flip-flops colored, ate standing or sitting on chairs at the table. An army of white robes, who could all be the same person. I do not know if you have this movie Being John Malkovich. What .
As I watched them eat raw carrots turning around the buffet with the hood over her head, seemed to steal moments of intimacy with these people. Do not ever get to see a stranger in a bathrobe eating next to a Christmas tree with decorations as big as footballs. The decorations in question were balls but I did not want to write it in that sentence.
suggestive is the second word that comes to mind when you are immersed to the chin in a pool of boiling water, ears and nose because ice cream in front of you is a snowy mountain.
I did not sleep last night, despite the fact that environment is just for you to feel relaxed, but it is certain that after being in costume in the snow a few degrees below zero I do not ever complain cold.
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