After a day of temples, cathedrals, and being lightly hungover from kala-khatta mojitos, I signed up for the ultimate spa treatment. It was a 2.5 hour treatment that included a Sammardana massage,
a Narikela scrub, and a Mukhalepa facial.
The day started off with a one hour yoga class on a pavilion overlooking the Arabian Sea. I did basic yoga poses like the Suryanamaskara (sun salutation) and the cobra pose. Well, I tried to do the Suryanamaskara because it was quite cloudy and we had to guess the direction of the sun to do the pose! My horribly mojito-pickled inflexible body screamed bloody murder as I tried the cobra pose. It was more like an overfed python pose rather than a sleek cobra pose! The best part of the yoga class was the meditation. I closed my eyes and chanted "Om" with the instructor and the only thing I could hear was the sea and the wild monsoon waves crashing against the ramparts of the fort.
Then came the best part-the 2.5 hour spa treatment.
It started off with the scrub. I was covered in dessicated coconut mixed with honey and wrapped up like a mummy for what seemed like an eternity. In a fit of jetlag induced euphoria I had declared to Twiggy "I want to bathe in milk" a la Cleopatra. Well, I almost got my wish. I felt like a mummified Cleopatra in my scrub and wrap but I drifted off to sleep and, for some odd reason, dreamed of dhows (ancient ships) plying the Arabian Sea between Oman and India, trading spices!
After a shower, I got a vigorous massage and then the most amazing facial with honey, sandalwood, ashwagandha (a fragrant root extract) and jasmine.
At the end of the 2.5 hours all I could feel was my face. All the aches and pains were gone and I was floating on air. I'm turning into a certifiable spa maniac!
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