This is an old post I wrote a long time ago on my old blog. I’m the type of person who loves massages in theory, but in reality I was disappointed with every massage I ever tried, for many, many years.
I’ve tried massages at The Spa Libis, The Spa at Boni High Street, Neo Day Spa, Ki Spa, Nurture Spa Tagaytay, The Spa at Tagaytay Highlands Spa & Lodge, etc., etc. And too many home service spas to remember. I found each and every massage to be disappointing, and I ended up feeling stressed about having wasted my time. So I stopped going for massages, except to use the spa GC’s I’d receive from friends and family every now and then.
Two Christmases ago, John and I received gift certificates to The Spa from my Aunty Yna. John doesn’t like massages, and I thought sayang naman, I’ll use them both. I used the first one at The Spa Libis, and was disappointed again. I thought of giving away the second GC, stashed it in a drawer, and forgot about it until the expiry date was drawing near. I was headed to Trinoma to fix our displays, so I decided to book a massage at The Spa there as well.
I enjoyed their usual piping hot ginger tea in their waiting area, which I found kind of strange with the fake stars and fake torch.
I had a Swedish Massage in a private room. The rooms are actually tents that you zip up and down to open and close, no doors needed.
And I was assigned to a random therapist, since I didn’t have a regular one. And this is the good part.
The massage was AMAZING. How amazing? Hate to sound OA but my first thought was that it was a gift from God. Couldn’t be anything else. My therapist seemed to know all the kinks and knots in my shoulders and back, the ache in my arms from rocking a heavy toddler to sleep, which shoulder carried the weight of my oversized handbags, all without even asking! I was actually even thankful that my body had all those kinks, because without them, how could I know how good it felt to have them pressed and kneaded away? After the session, I told my therapist, “wow that was the best massage I’ve ever had in my whole life.” She smiled but didn’t seem surprised, saying she’s been a masseuse for 20 years, and that she actually trains the new hires.
That was several months ago, and now I go back for a massage whenever I feel stressed out or exhausted.
I was just there yesterday, and today I feel human again.
P.S. I will only tell you my therapist’s name if I love you.
All images from The Spa