What becomes a spa most? When one changes from a “red door” to the new Spa at the Providence Biltmore.The spa, located inside The Biltmore, one of the Historic Hotels of America, opened in January and invited me for a visit to see the new facilities.
I love visiting new spas; they truly have that sense of renewal about them. This one is led by its wonderful director Deb Garman, whose friendly manner welcomes you without any pretense. You genuinely feel as though the staff is happy you have arrived.
I like trying new things whenever I roam. That’s part of the fun of flying solo. You can experiment and there’s no one to validate whether you’ve had a good or bad time except yourself. This visit I tried the Aromatherapy Massage and Warm Body Wrap. My therapist, Megan, had hands of gold. For 75 minutes I was kneaded and wrapped inside a cozy cocoon. I was so relaxed when it was over that I wandered aimlessly about the multi-story spa looking for the exit, not realizing that we had taken an elevator up to the ten treatment rooms.
There’s a zen-like relaxation room for waiting and more than adequate shower and changing room facilities. It’s a gem in the heart of Providence and an extra perk is that gratuities are included in all prices which eliminates the need to fumpf for money and envelopes while scoping out your therapist who always seems to disappear into the candle-scented nothingness of another treatment room.