Sunday, September 05, 2010

Oh, Cabana Boy!

I just returned home from one of the most relaxing days I’ve had in a very long time. I’m so relaxed, next to me, Gumby is wound tight.

My BFF Susan and I spent the day at the Glen Ivy Spa in Corona where we enjoyed mineral soaks, steam baths, mud baths and a special moisturizing treatment (my skin feels like a baby's backside). In between, we lallygagged about in our own private cabana. That’s right, a cabana. And it was all ours.

Glen Ivy has these really nifty cabanas for rent for the day. They are located on an upper terrace with a gorgeous view of the surrounding hillside. There are four cabanas in all which look like rooms with the front wall missing. Each is outfitted with various configurations of sofas, chaises, tables and chairs according to its size. They are semi private with each divided from the next by a high wall and greenery. Three of the cabanas are suitable for parties of 10 or more. One is set up for a party of two. That’s the one we rented. Directly in front of our cabana were two cushioned lounges with pillows just for our use. Dividing the lounges from the inside section were three airy curtains that we could pull across the front of our space for more privacy or to block the sun. Beyond our private lounges were more regular chaises and tables and chairs solely for the use of cabana patrons. The terrace also had a private whirlpool.

Our day started by depositing my car in a reserved parking spot, then jumping to the head of the line to be greeted by Ryan, a handsome, young concierge who escorted us up to our cabana and settled us in. Waiting for us was a large tub of ice filled with bottles of water. A few minutes later another young man arrived with a bowl of fresh fruit for our enjoyment. He also left lunch menus and asked if we wanted any thing else. Susan and I both ordered iced teas. In a jiff, two iced teas appeared along with a carafe of more iced tea for refills. Another concierge booked us a slot in the Grotto, which is a special moisturizing treatment, and asked if he could book other services for us. Throughout the day, more iced tea magically appeared. The ice in our water bottle tub was also replenished throughout the day. And the young men stopped by frequently to make sure we had everything we needed. Susan commented several times that she felt like Cleopatra with all the special attention.

Along about noon, one of the young men (there were three serving the cabana area – James, Josh and Ryan) asked if we were ready for lunch. Sounded good to us. We ordered a nacho plate that was big enough to feed us both with leftovers. The last time we went to Glen Ivy we had to order our food at the on site cafĂ©, which is cafeteria style and quite yummy. It wasn’t a problem at all, but I have to admit, it was a lot of fun having the food ordered and delivered to us without lifting a finger. After lunch we read, chatted and took in more soaks. I wanted to live there. At least for another day or so. For the entire day, the service was impeccable.

The cabanas aren’t cheap, and you still have to pay the entry fee into the spa, and for any extra services like massages, pedicures, facials, the Grotto, etc. Although they do provide cabana patrons with a slight discount. Cabanas also have to be reserved in advance.  I have to admit, the cabana rental was worth every penny as a special treat. We decided to do it because we’ve both been under so much stress lately. 

Sigh - Stress? What stress?

Susan summed it up perfectly as the delightful Ryan escorted us from the entry to our cabana:  “A cabana boy?! Well, I can cross that off my bucket list.”


Meghann P. said...

Hi Sue Ann!

Greetings from Glen Ivy! I'm so glad to hear that you and Susan had a relaxing time lounging in a cabana, sipping on Paradise Tea all day while being pampered by our cabana attendants! Hopefully we'll be seeing you enjoying some fresh fruit or playing in the mud soon!

To your health and happiness,

Meghann P

sparkly said...

Good thing you have this blog, otherwise I'd never know what Susan's up to. ;-)