Wensha-rap!

I am such a massage freak that I make sure I get one at least once a week.  I read that an hour massage is equivalent to at least 4 hours of sleep, so I'm sure to get one especially after a night of partying.


From the blind therapists, to the hole in the wall "spas", to the full-amenities spas.  It doesn't matter where I get it.


I am from the suburbs, so when I need to go to a real spa (wet and dry sauna, hot and cold pools, the works!), I need to go to one in Quezon City or as far as Pasay.


So I was very excited to learn that Wensha Spa opened one in Antipolo.

I tagged along my pretty friend, who I shall nickname Coffee Girl (CG) for her fondness for anything coffee.

It is a four-storey facility.  I believe it is bigger than the one in Quezon City, and maybe also bigger than the Pasay branch.


This you should know before anything else: make sure to find a parking space right in front of the facility.  If not, you will have to go down an almost perpendicular slope to the rest of the parking space.  There.


First floor is the reception area, the male wet floor to the right while the female's to the left.

The male wet floor is amazing for the spectacular view of the entire Metro Manila having an all glass wall facing the west.  The sunset is cinematic!  Unfortunately, cameras aren't allowed in the area.


One floor down from the lobby is the male massage area, and another floor down is the female's.  My problem with the massage rooms is that it lacked the aesthetics that I love with the rest of the facility.  The walls are plain white which makes the room really bright.  Not very soothing and takes away the zen that one should feel in a massage.


From the lobby, you go one floor up to the buffet area and the bar.  The buffet area is divided into two: one air-conditioned, one al fresco.

I kind of like the food there better than the other two branches.

Indoor dining area.

The bar.  Now, my problem with this is area is that you can only access this via the main lobby.  Which means you will have to be in slippers and sometimes, if right before or coming from a massage, you would be in a robe.  And that's rather odd to see in a bar.  There's even a band area, and that's odder.  They actually serve liquor and that's oddest after a massage.

Of course, she's happy as a clown with her cup of coffee.

Now, I can have my dose of spa without undoing it via driving home through the chaotic Philippine traffic.