I am anything but. Just get up and walk away my mind says, but my body is reluctant to follow.
Finally I force my eyes open, at least while I’m blinded by the sun for a few seconds I can pretend I’m the only one here.
Standing up, quickly, on second thoughts too quickly as I have to put my hand out to the back of the sun lounger to steady myself, with my other hand I grab my towel and in a flash wrap it around my body concealing my imperfections, reaching for my cocktail my stupid shaking hands nearly knocking it over, god that would have been mortifying! Clutching it tight now, I can’t resist and take a quick glance over at the Adonis who is eyeing me intently with a glint of amusement playing across his beautiful face. It takes everything I have to turn and saunter away in what I’m hoping looks like a nonchalant / confident manner.
I’m halfway across to the hotel when it hits me...shit! I’ve left my sandals behind....
It’s too late now, I can’t bring myself to return for them, so I continue to sashay as best I can till I’m round the corner out of sight.
Oh my god, I’m such an idiot, how can an attractive man reduce me into a quivering mess? Pull yourself together Kaitlin, for heavens sake. I should really go back and get my shoes, but the more time that goes by the more stupid I will feel going back, no it’s just too late. I resign to returning to my room, shoeless, I’ll just get another pair and then maybe head to the spa for a massage now my afternoon sunbathing has gone awry.
The Spa is busy, not surprising considering all the treatments are free, it’s quite possible I may spend the next 3weeks here.
They show me to the pool room equipping me with flip-flops and an unbelievably soft towelling dressing gown. Changing in the locker room, I’ve got about an hour, which is good as it will give me time to choose what treatment I want. As soon as I step foot back in the pool room a woman dressed in Spa Uniform presents me with a platter of fruit and cheese and an iced tea. Thankfully its non-alcoholic, I can still feel the effects of the day time drinking I have done so far.
Stripping my robe and flip-flops off and draping them over my chosen lounger, I head for a quip dip in the heated pool first. It’s a little crowded, but everyone speaks in hushed tones to maintain the illusion of a relaxing atmosphere. The pool isn’t huge so I spend most my time weaving in amongst the loved up couples, displaying far too much affection for a public place. I give up soon after, this is all too depressing, I’m the only single person here and consequently, the only person actually trying to swim rather than use the water to cover their indiscretions, to no avail might I add.
Leaving the pool I return to my lounger and pick at the platter, mmm it’s actually really good, each piece of fruit has an accompanying piece of cheese chosen specifically to complement one another. If I know the fruit I don’t know the piece of cheese it is with and vice versa, but the taste sensation is to die for. Before I know it I’ve finished the lot, and these platters are clearly made for two. Washing it down with the iced tea, I pick up the Treatment “menu” they have provided.
They offer everything from massages to facials to manicures and waxing! Waxing? Who wants to do that on holiday?
You can have a maximum of two treatments before coming back to the pool room and letting the next lot of people have a turn. That seems fair. I opt for a full body massage and a facial, before heading to the sauna.
Inside I am met with two fat, hairy old men; I have literally never seen so much hair on a man, front and back! I have to stop myself from retching at the sight, but I can’t exactly turn and walk back out, that would be too obvious. I’m so glad it’s a sizeable sauna, so I can sit on the opposite side and not have to be close enough to be touching them. Right on queue fat guy 1 reaches over and pours another ladle of water on the coals, within seconds fat guy 2