Billed as Britain’s original and only natural thermal spa we concurred this was an opportunity not to be missed whilst staying in Bath.
We opted for the Twilight Package – for 39 pounds each we had 3 hours at this state of the art spa facility. This price included our dinner in the restaurant. We began our session at 4 pm after being issued with our towel, slippers and waffle weave cotton bathrobe, the hire of which was included in the price. I did have to buy a swimsuit as I did not bring one with me on my travels. The spa has a shop selling swimmers and guess what, I ended up with a pair of Zoggs, an Australian brand.
The locker room was novel, you are issued with a plastic wristband that has a computer chip embedded so you choose a locker, press the wristband toward the electronic panel next to the locker and it secures the storage locker.
We went straight to the rooftop to experience the open air pool. The warm water is mineral rich and whilst you relax, swim or float around on the spaghetti ‘floaties’ that are left in the pool. As you relax it is a special experience – you are looking at the roof of the Abbey and other ancient buildings around Bath.
Then it was down to the steam room. The best I have seen anywhere. In the middle of the room is a shower with a heavy force to pummel the aches and pains away. There are steam rooms each with different aromas – frankincense, eucalyptus, mint, lavender. Showers around the walls are marked either hot or cold and you don’t need mixers or taps of any description, it is electronic touch style. We immediately noticed that people were sitting at kitchen sinks around the room, we could be in a Fellini movie at last.
But hang on a second there is more, they have their feet in those sinks, there is a button you switch and the water becomes a mini spa that pummels your tootsies.
Then it was down to the next pool on another floor known as the Minerva bath. An area of the large pool is a jacuzzi and another section has a flowing current that carries you around the pool with no effort required.
After we began to develop prune symptoms we headed for the restaurant. Dress code here is bathrobe and slippers only. From the windows our table looked out to the street and for the pedestrians beneath we could have been mistaken for inmates in a hospital.
Meals are of a good standard and you are taken to the table, your green wrist band removed to prove you have used this part of the package. I had a glass of white wine with my dish of roasted pigeon rolled in prosciutto. John had the pork chop with mash and red cabbage and no complaints from him either.
Photos were not allowed so that people can have privacy and if you saw the amazing array of lovelies we saw then it is a good thing. To get a good view of what I am trying to describe visit the website here to see for yourself the stunning facility.