I typically steer clear of well-known, established spas, preferring the smaller finds with a knowledgeable masseuse. But I needn't have been so reluctant to indulge because the (huge), Aveda Spa in Covent Garden was really lovely.
I only had a thirty-minute massage, but my therapist Nancy managed to make it feel like an hour. The massage, in a low-lit massage room, begins with a foot soak, scrub and massage, which really allowed me to completely relax before I had my massage. I do love a gentle intro.
Post-foot scrub I was asked to lie down on my back, top off, thong on, and was immediately covered by the soft blanket, and easily warmed.
I was then asked to inhale three different types of oils and choose which I preferred. I chose the lavender and frankincense mix, which instantly relaxed me. The oil blend was then massaged on to my feet and shoulders, prior to the 30-minute massage.
The massage then was a glorious half an hour of warm hands almost-never leaving my back. My therapist kept asking how the pressure was, but she needn't have bothered, it was perfect.
I can honestly say that after the massage I felt like I was floating on air, nothing mattered, all was well, and I practically flew to lunch with my sister, whose tension I only noticed in comparison to my complete sense of relaxation.
I have had a few massages during my 25 years, and I can proudly boast that my glorious experience at the Aveda Spa was just that.