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BEING A SOMEWHAT REGULAR PATRON OF THE OYSTER BOX, IN PARTICULAR TO THE LIGHTHOUSE BAR BECAUSE OF THE SEA VIEWS, TO THE OCEAN TERRACE FOR BREAKFAST WITH LIMITLESS CHAMPAGNE AND OYSTERS, AND THE CHUKKA BAR FOR THE ODD WHISKY AND CIGAR, MY EXPECTATIONS OF THEIR SPA WERE HIGH BECAUSE I FIND THAT THE OYSTER BOX GETS IT RIGHT, PERFECTLY, EVERY TIME.


It’s not only the setting, the décor, the service, and food, but a classiness and understated style that I find particularly appealing. I was hoping that they wouldn’t be trying too hard at the spa, that it wouldn’t be pretentions, and that it would net the fine even though sometimes intangible qualities that the hotel imbues. My husband and I slipped into the side of the hotel discreetly on a Thursday morning at 9am feeling as though we were playing hooky as we entered the ‘spa gate’ of the hotel. We stepped onto a pathway ensconced in lush vegetation with green elephant ears waving us down to the spa entrance which is framed by two ponds outside. We stepped into the spa and from the moment we arrived and until we would leave totally relaxed later that day, the team were warm, friendly and welcoming. None of that ‘spa pretention’ here. In the same understated style of the hotel, the spa is no different. A seemingly simple, open, plain entrance belies the exquisite décor, for just behind the main desk is a wall that you could almost miss. It’s a magnificent mosaic in shades of pale blue and white, with hints of silver and pearl. After being distracted by this, I slipped into the changing room and into a gown and slippers and was soon transported by the Hammam Ceremony. The swirling humidity and steam softened my muscles, and drenched me in warmth and wellness in preparation for one of the most incredible massage and exfoliation treatments. Lying on a warm marble bed padded with towels in soft light with classical music floating all around, the therapist applied sugar and coconut oil, and massaged my tired body with her magical hands and a warm lemon. As the lemon softened it burst and released a glorious citrus aroma to waft into the music filled room, with its juice exfoliating and cleansing. It was heavenly.

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