36 hours travelling on a series of uncomfortable planes makes Chloe something, something… With 3 hours wait until I was to fly home and feeling sweaty, tired and sore I began walking to my gate and walked past Samskara. The aromas of essential oils coming from this place wafted over me and a dimly lit reception called me to «follow the light.» I knew it wasn’t going to be cheap. It’s a massage parlour in an airport — what do you expect? But I was surprised at the«basic service» prices. In comparison to what you could get at a good spa in Adelaide, this place was quite reasonable. The service was friendly, peaceful and as soon as you walked in you almost forgot you were in an airport terminal. I got a 15 minute remedial massage for $ 35(which went more for 25 minutes). My Remedial Therapist was very friendly, spoke in broken English and continued to repeat how«very tense I was.» For those 20 minutes I was massaged into a blobby mess that now instead of smelling like I’d spent 36 hours on a plane, I smelt like a rose. My only«star lost» was for trying to be up-sold to buying a longer massage package 3 times during having my neck and shoulders rubbed. Not really the most relaxing, nor comforting experience and made me feel slightly trapped. If I said no to a $ 12060 minute massage would my massage therapist do less of a good job? Thankfully I stuck to my morals and so did he.
