The Myoka Spa at the Hilton, located within their wellness area: here, you will find their indoor pool, gym area, nail bar, and even a hair salon.
With over 80 unique treatments available, I went for the recommended classic deep tissue massage. As I frequently move around, I am forever lugging around heavy bags which causes a lot of tension and stress on my neck and shoulders so I wanted something quite penetrative (oi, oi).
I noticed the masseuses from the Myoka Spa were from various parts of the world and I was thankful when I realised mine was from Thailand. Famous for their thai massages (and no I didn’t have a happy ending) I knew that she would know exactly what she was doing.
I lied on a water bed which was definitely something I hadn’t experienced before. I relaxed as the liquid lilo supported my body. My face rested in the hole, but I have to note that the chin support wasn’t very comfortable. The treatment however, most definitely allowed me to forget about this.
85 minutes of pure therapy: my back was stretched and soothed. With some back massages I often find that they try to put you in awkward positions which don’t come naturally, but I found that this time my body naturally followed what the masseuse wanted me to do without fumbling around.
I asked her to focus primarily on the neck and shoulders, and even though the pressure was more than I usually opt for, I felt my muscles immediately de-tense and any work worries and anxieties drifted away as I gazed into the bowl of lily petals in water placed below me.
After the massage I felt completely energised and reinvigorated ready for my evening ahead. The sun has a way of taking it out of you so I was thankful for this burst of energy. I had a mini tantrum that the massage was over (as I always do), but decided it would be best not to let this ruin my zen.
I followed the kind lady out of the Myoka spa and back to the relaxation area which glowed in a pink hue as she re-entered with some fresh green tea behind the beaded curtain. I let the oils soak into my skin and rested with the tranquil oriental music pipes whistling in the background.