What better way to spend a friends thirtieth birthday than indulging in a spa day, a chocolate decadence spa day to be exact! It's funny how the words 'chocolate decadence' persuaded us to book in! A relaxing spa day with hot chocolate and chocolate cake included? what's there to think about?!
We'd booked massages and we each went with our therapist. (Thankfully female, I once went on a hen do where one of the girls had a male therapist and we were genuinely confused as to how we would feel about it!) I went into the cosy, relaxing room, sounds of the ocean swishing around me and she asked me to strip from the waist up while she started to busy herself with the lotions and potions.
She didn't leave the room.
Apparently I was supposed to get my bits out in front of a stranger! Now I'm no prude but I am the person who wouldn't dream of going topless on a beach! Usually they leave the room and give you just enough time to strip like your life depended on it, jump on the bed wiggling around in a non ladylike fashion whilst you try to lay face down and cover your modesty! (Try it, it's not easy!) My hesitation caused her to look around and she asked,
"would you like me to leave the room?"
"Yes!" My pathetic squeak of an answer must have made her giggle inside as she sneaked out and left me to the challenge of getting undressed, settled and looking un-flustered before she returned and caught me face-planting the bed half naked!
As she massaged me into a restful state, I wondered if others would have done the same, wondered if I'd offended her profession, wondered if I was going to be the subject of the sniggering staffroom that afternoon!
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