Is this Switzerland is this the Aurora Borealis on an off day nooo this is So Spa's steam room!
But sarcasm aside, this place was really pretty. When I was first showed to the steam room (by the sweetest staff ever, no less), I pretty much was sold. It was my first pit stop for the day.
Me knowing me, I got restless within five minutes and started fidgeting around so bad that I decided I didn't want to steam, I wanted to cook myself right away. And hence I headed to their boiling jacuzzi.
Three minutes after this photo, I got restless again.
I tell you it's a curse. I am not made to enjoy. I cannot, for the life of me, understand why people are willing to spend this much on spas and all. I would spend $200 on a pole class. I would spend on a $20 gorgeous dress. I wouldn't part with $2 for a spa.
It's not that I am tight with my money or that I do not enjoy a faux-luxurious lifestyle. Okay maybe the second one applies. But it is simply because I cannot see myself doing these things that add no value to my life.
Pole class? I gain strength, flexibility, and a new choreograph. Dress? I gain self-confidence, eyefuls from strangers, and a smile from my lover. Spa? I gain a wet swimsuit that now has to be washed and dried ugh the work SO MUCH WORK.
Anyway to prepare you for my vanity, I actually changed out of this suit to another to use the outdoor facilities. I know.. I'm a hopeless photo-obsessed nutcase.. but at least I look good while being a nutcase..
Swimsuit #2 and no, I have no shame anymore!
I would tell you how picturesque this place is but you already can see it for yourself. So Spa really pulled out all the stops for this masterpiece. Still I could only last ten minutes on the board before tearing my hair out in boredom.
My review stands true. So Spa remains one of the most idyllic places I've ever seen in Singapore but its inaccessibility is a huge factor in my return. If not for the return coach from the spa straight to VivoCity, I wouldn't have even considered stopping by.
So hey it's up to you my love.
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Oh hey hey! Here's the last happy thing I wrote before I got fucked over.
I love you today because I told you about my accident and the first thing you did was laugh.
I said I had a nightmare where I was cleaning and before I could carry on, you interjected and said "shouldn't that be a dream? you're cleaning!" and I gave you a (ironically) dirty look and you laughed. Then I told you the rest of my story.
You playfully commanded me to change the bed sheets, but went to get them for me anyway. You laid down and stroked me while I nestled into your chest. I told you you're the first boyfriend whose bed I stained. And you said "so you are marking your spot like a puppy" and you laughed adorably at your own joke.
Ha ha ha I truly did not know better.
ClimbMax level two was great for me because it made me face my fear of heights.
And it almost succeeded because there were at least three points of this obstacle where I just stopped and stared. In fact, at one of the points I just sat on the edge and wondered how long can I last here without food and water.
But in the end, as I always do, I managed to conquer it classlessly (I crawled on all fours to get past two obstacles at least) and when happily prompted by the staff to take Level 3 too, I gave them my happiest, "HA! no" and took my harness the fuck off quick.
I'm kidding. I was actually really polite, which was what landed me a free ride into Megazip on the buggy and a free ride again down to Wavehouse in a longer buggy.
Or is it an enhanced kids' veranda-less train? I do not know.
But I was visibly excited.
The Flowrider was not a good experience for me because it happened to be a certain electronic company's day out and so the lanes were fucking stuffed. I had two surfs in thirty minutes and hence decided to just pass on the rest of my time.
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