An aryuvedic experience ...Next, Abe drove us to an Ayurvedic spa. He had said the one in our hotel was not authentic. I am sure that this was a ploy to get us to go to his friend’s spa so that he could get a cut but, we had to trust him. The spa was not as you would picture it. It was a small door in a small town village and the name was hidden. He ensured us that this was the most famous treatment center in the region. Apparently, there were no lockers so we had to give Abe all of our stuff!!!!! Yes, that meant all of our cash, passports, credit cards, and expensive camera equipment. It was nerve wrecking! We had no choice but to hope for the best and that our vacation was not ruined. Otherwise, we would not have to opt not to do the treatment and I was really ready to experience it. Aaron and I were taken into separate rooms. I was told to undress completely! The woman, who barely spoke English then put a paper underwear around me. All of her commands were, “sit, stay, roll over”. That was the extent of her English. I am not sure if it was how the Ayurevdic treatment was supposed to happen or if she was just inexperienced. My massage consisted of her rubbing oil everywhere (and I mean everywhere) but she didn’t really give me a “message”. I chose the hair treatment option. Aaron had told me it was not a good idea as it would be hard to get the oil out of my hair. He was also afraid of what it would do to my hair since it was sensitive. My response was, “it is a part of the experience. I want to do it”. He shrugged and said, “okay good luck”. The girl PULLED on my hair to the point where it was falling out everywhere. I kept asking her to stop and be gentle but this translated to harder! I think I lost more hair during this process than I would have normally. After the oil massage, I was told to sit in this weird pod-like structure. I think this was their version of an in-room sauna. It was very uncomfortable as it closed around my neck so that my head was sticking out. I sat in it for about 20 minutes. After this, she dripped oil all over my far head and hair. Apparently, this was the hair treatment and not what she did earlier. In addition, they don’t take the oil out of your hair as I thought she would. Instead, she wrapped a cloth around my head and said goodbye your treatment is over. “Great”, I though. Not only was Aaron right but now I had to deal with the oil. I got dressed and nervously headed outside. My treatment was longer than Aaron’s and I was not sure I would find my driver or Aaron at the end. Luckily, everything was okay. Our passports and wallets were safe and Abe, our trusty driver was sitting in the car with Aaron. Phew! That was a relief. To my amusement, Aaron also had oil in his hair. Therefore, there was no avoiding it and she would have pulled on my hair even if I did just the normal option. In a way, it made me feel better but I wish I had my lost hair back on my head. At this point, it was late and dark. Abe had a hard time driving us back to the resort as the roads are terrible and it was hard to see. He was a very safe driver though. It took us about an hour to get back even though it was only 20-30 km away. That speaks along for how the roads are. We were exhausted. We went to eat dinner (again at 7:30PM but it was not ready to 8:10PM - starting to see a theme here). We were so tied that we passed out before 9PM. A day well spent with excitement and adventure. Of note, the grounds of the hotel were lovely. However, if you stay here do not expect it to be overly luxurious. The rooms were decent but the towels and linens were stained. It was not exactly clear if they were clean. We shrugged this up to the “Indian experience” and chose not to complain. ** The names of certain people have been changed to protect their identity
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