friday. spa time. and it's thunder. which lets the spa people close the outer spa. i arrived at the wrong time, i think. but i haven't. half an hour later, the sky brightens. "we will do a salt spa now," the spa woman announces.
and odd that it took the thunder to let me join it. for, well, it's heaven. coming with papaya steam. and with mango salt. and with more papaya steam.
afterwards, a cold shower. and then, out of the blue, the sky joins the event, and sprinkles singular rain drops, july-scented.
so next week, i will be there earlier. in time for the papaya steam.
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