I haven’t often found my self defeated by the London transport system, but on this rare occasion I found myself absolutely shattered and rather late when I arrived at Park Plaza Westminster Bridge. I had checked the route twice before leaving, but alas, my optimism (and ignorance) didn’t fare well on this occasion. So I arrived bereft at my lateness (I have a problem with punctuality) and feeling that this city had let me down, I had let myself down and quite frankly I had let the Spa down, who had stated in their confirmation email you must arrive at least 15 minutes before your treatment.
I was somewhat abruptly but gladly escorted to the lifts by the hotel’s staff and found myself repeatedly cursing and being grateful for having arrived around thirty minutes late. I was greeted by the reception with a warm but not overtly friendly welcome, as is sometimes the case with spas, and was invited to take a seat, have a cup of tea and treat myself to snack.
By the time I had arrived at Mandara Spa I was in a safe haven, away from the hustle and bustle and bitter cold (it was late November), the music was enchanting and I felt a cloud of calm encompassing my soul. I was just where I needed to be after a most treacherous day of tackling tubes and trains. I admired the teas on offer – and settled for a water and something which resembled a walnut cake. It was delicious and certainly something which wouldn’t be out of place in an organic bakery. I was asked to fill out a form and wait for my therapist. I did as I was told, the form is a standard spa procedure and allows therapists to be informed of any concerns before the treatment begins.
I was here for a treatment, but couldn’t help but look at the amazing size of the swimming pool as I entered, and once again cursed myself for not giving myself enough time to get here. The spa houses a gym and steam rooms, all of which are available to guests of the spa.
Toni introduced herself and showed me the way to the treatment room. It was of ample size and had soft led lighting which spoke to the soul and was the start of one of the most peaceful and calming experiences I have ever been grateful to enjoy.
The warm bamboo massage treatment I had lasted for around 90 minutes from start to finish, and involved a deep massage with an oil of my choice. I chose sensual, which had sweet floral undertones and an aroma of true beauty. The massage itself involves a mix of hand movements and the use of warm bamboo rolled in long soothing movements. Pressure is applied to ensure lymphatic drainage, this at times is a little uncomfortable than other massages I have had in the past, but it works to improve circulation and relieve tension – and believe me when I say after the five hours of travelling nightmare my body required this. And the massage does seem to go on forever and ever, forcing you to forget your worries (I was due at a literary awards ceremony the same night) and relax. Whilst forced into this state I realised and regretted not doing this sooner, for putting relax and calm at the bottom of my priorities. The treatment is brought to and end with an invigorating bamboo head massage – which I have failed to find elsewhere. When Toni had finished I was ready for a deep sleep, but alas, I was to join the overworked and seasonly well travelled amongst the city once again – that’s not before I tucked into another bite of cake and tea – of course!
The warm bamboo treatment is available at Mandara Spa for £95 and lasts 75 minutes once you’re in the treatment room. Do allow for those fifteen minutes though!
Leave A Comment