Thursday was a morning of golf for Tom and Mat. Did I mind? Of course not! They had 4 hours of golf scheduled and I had 4 hours of the spa scheduled! It's all good! This time I went to the Homestead Spa - which kicked Zermatt's butt! I got a facial, pedicure, and massage. I was forever changed by that massage. A guy named Brian - about 6'4" - the HUGEST massage therapist I have yet to meet. This guys hands were like porterhouse steaks - monstrous! THE most incredible massage of my life. Apparently he is world renowned - and there has been a bunch written about him. He can now add this little tidbit to his portfolio. I told him I was going to bring him and his wife and little boy to Arkansas and keep them in our basement so I could get a massage whenever I needed one. He told me he didn't think it would be as relaxing with the sounds of chains clanking each time he walked around the massage table. I suppose that was his way of telling me he wasn't interested. Going to Midway? Ask for Brian!
My massage ended with a great head massage...complete with oil....so I looked like one of the Mexican Carnie's when I came out of there. It was late and everyone was starving, so Tom insisted I go to dinner the way I was. I smelled of lavender oil and "glowed" in a not good way. We went out to "Spin" this great new restaurant in Heber. Food was fresh and great! Check out the greasage..... oh yes, to make matters worse - my schwettyness was more believable as I accidentally wore my Arkansas shirt! Go me!
Oh, my gosh, that's hilarious that you wore an Arkansas shirt. Aah, gotta love Brian. I think it would be worth it to fly out there for a rub!
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