Erin T
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The hotel is everything positive that has already been written. The location, the garden, the restaurant were charming. Where it fell apart were the two massages my friend and I received, one supposedly traditional and the other a relaxation massage. The massages were not performed on massage tables in a treatment room, but on two beds in one of the empty guest rooms. Both women removed the bedspreads and asked us to lay down directly on the wool blankets. We were covered with the bedspreads and the massages began. There was nothing different between the two massages and little skill or technique; no pressure, no long connecting strokes, no muscle work, just our skin being mildly rubbed and squeezed on the surface. It was unprofessional, nothing unique or "traditional". We were nonplussed. After the massages, they put the bedspreads back on the beds, and quietly slipped out the door. I wondered how many other people had laid on those wool blankets and had those bedspreads on them. It was unhygienic. We were then left to wander at night and in the rain to find the temezcal. Other than being beaten a while with sacred plants in the dark and the steam, there was no discernible ceremony or opening/closing of sacred space. It was more like being in a sauna. After we had had enough, we were led back into her dirty room and told to wrap ourselves in dirty, smelly blankets and to lay on the two beds for awhile and drink tea. When we left, she asked me for a tip. I had no money, but told her I would return. She appeared at our door before I had a chance to return. She was very happy for the tip, very grateful. We were mystified wondering if she gets paid at all or if her room and board is payment enough. It was an odd night. On the plus side, I slept soundly after what I can only term as a non-massage and a dirty sauna.