Thursday in Maui...
So my eyes popped open at 3 am. Well, dang, it WAS 10 am on the East coast. Mark woke up- said he'd been awake for a bit. He decided to go for a run and I read one of my books while the sun came up and had some very relaxing peaceful moments.
When he came back, he said, "I have a surprise for you." and told me that we had reservations to have massages at 10 am, but we needed to be there at 9 for the bathing experience.
The bathing experience??
I'm totally out of the "bathing experience" loop, but what the hay, I'm down. I'm still thinking that I probably could bathe myself better than the bathing experience ever could in that tremendous bathroom they've got going on in my room, so I jump in the shower when I hear him on the phone with someone.
When I get out, he said "I ordered..." and right on cue, someone knocks on the door.
Room service.
I am definitely living the dream.
SO there I am in my hotel spa robe, all bathed, (to the best of my ability, LOL), and in comes this Hawaiian lady with a cart of all my faves.
He had ordered everything he knew I loved.
Yogurt, granola, fresh fruit and a muffin for me, oatmeal, fruit for him. A pot of coffee and orange juice.
My granola--- it was phenomenal.
And the fruit-
It was probably the best breakfast we had all trip. And for a cool $90, this all can be yours too.
The view--
Afterwards, it was nearing time to go to our bathing experience, but we had a few minutes to walk the hotel. Which was a good thing, b/c it took about 15 minutes to get there.
Some pics along the way...
This hotel is known for it's famous art- including some Piccaso's, which I never found.
But here- their most famous art - are sculptures by Botero of these rather large women--
I don't see the interest.
This is the ceiling of the bar area--- gorgeous....
A breakfast area dining room, where we ate on our last day-
On the way to the spa-
And we ended up here-
The Spa grande-
The massage was wonderful.
The bathing experience was, um, really nice. Except it is bathing suit optional. So there were nekkid people walking all around and I just really had to look at the ceiling in order to not look at something. 'Cause the "something's" were everywhere.
It of course was men one side, women the other.
Inside, you rinse off in a shower and they show you to these 5 tubs, they looked a little like big jaccuzzis with no bubbles.
In each one of the baths, they had signs over them- "Hawaiian healing" ( it was a sky blue color), "Aromatherapy" (sort of a light green color), "Papaya" (bright bright neon green color) Moor Mud (it was black), Seaweed (sorta grey color) and um, there was another and I can't think of it right now. So they take you in there and show those to you. Also in the same room were three tubs that you stepped down into that had this huge powerful stream coming out of the ceiling- almost like a waterfall- and it was a salt bath.
And still yet there were three other "showers" that they called the car wash- it looked just like stand up showers with jets from floor to ceiling. The purpose, I think was to sand blast your skin b/c they asked you to get in that in between baths so as not to mix them together.
So I timidly (with my suit on of course) stepped down into the papaya. OMG. Heaven. Heaven. Heaven. I might have been skeptical to begin with but after 10 minutes of sitting in that green stuff and coming out looking like Shrek, I was hooked.
Excited to try another bath, I hopped into the car wash and pressed the button and waited. Nothing.
I looked at it, pressed the button. Nothing.
Green slime was rolling off of my skin.
Nothing.
Then I rememebered on my tour that the lady said to hold the button for 10 seconds. So I did.
In a few seconds, it started out spraying, kind of gently and then OH MY GOSH--- it started spraying so hard it blew the door to the shower open. I stood there staring at all the bathing beauties with this stream of water coming from all sides around me hitting the floor of the bath area and they all burst out laughing at me.
So much for the peaceful calm that three seconds before my car wash escapade had been rolling thru the bathing ward. I don't know how, but yes, my life is often like a Laverne and Shirley show. Or I Love Lucy.
Anyway, in a few seconds, a worker came in with a thick swedish accent and said "jooooodeeeeeee???? Come wis me." So Up I got and walked with her, where she tells me to lie on this table and she proceeds to loofah me -- head to toe and exclaiming over my "beeuuuoootiful skins, you must take goood care of zee skin, no?"
And afterwards, she says to go back to to "zee baths, zey will call you soooon."
So dummy me, I decide the waterfall thingy was looking good-- till I got in and rememebered that a loofah is for exfoliation and takes off at least the top layer of zee skin, no, and thus zee salt water bath is not best.
I jumped up squealing and of course, laughter once again ensued.
Thankfully, they called my name, I went upstairs to sit outside on the lanai until my Masseuse calls me back where I had a Swedish massage while the winds blew.
Best money ever spent.
We were totally relaxed, jet lag almost gone.
Afterwards, we went to the pool where we ordered lunch poolside and then had to get ready for the welcome dinner with the company. It was in a garden and afterwards (sorry, no pics) we went to our friend's room to sit for a bit on their balcony and chat.
We were asleep by 10 pm and, did better the next day- we woke at 4:30!
