Anywhere Everywhere by Alex Beauchamp
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Skoah Spa

The challenge? De-stress a bride and her best friend before the Big Day. The challenger? Skoah Spa Vancouver. The results? Aaaaaaah.

In November 2001 hands-on managers Chris Scott and Jamie McKeough opened Skoah with the slogan, "No whale music, No bubbling cherubs, No pretentious attitudes. Just sweet skin facials and melted muscles massage." Obviously, they took a different approach to the spa atmosphere.

It's just what two friends with big stress and little time needed - no worrying, no thinking and no hassle.

Despite its location in trendy Yaletown, Skoah managed to escape the pretentious attitude found in neighbouring spas that kept us at bay. At Skoah you get in and out service, pampering without the poodle talk and no strange looks if you ask, "Do I disrobe fully?"

In the minimalist lounge - think Ikea meets Soho - we filled out paperwork, drank bottled water and relaxed in over-sized chairs. Two massage therapists who looked more like 1950s flight attendants greeted us and lead us into a double massage room.

The room felt more like a hip hotel room than a fru-fru spa. The room had the requisite low lights, candles and robes, but the subdued colours, cool jazz and bare walls made the room - and us - feel stylish yet relaxed. A perfect setting for two friends in dire need of some quick relaxation, not a romantic getaway.

The massage therapists left the room, to giving us time to change and slip under the covers of our individual beds. Yes beds. With constant heat radiating from below and incredibly warm and soft blankets this wasn't a hard, impersonal massage table - it was heaven. Waiting for the masseurs to return, the tension in our bodies and minds faded away, despite our uncertainty about would happen next.

I have visited many well-known spas, and Skoah was surprisingly different. It didn't follow the traditional spa routine: lounge for an hour, read magazines, listen to waterfall music, inhale an overwhelming vanilla scent, lie uncomfortably on a hard bed until cold hands start their job and achieve relaxation only after you're out the door.

Instead, we rested comfortably to smooth, hip music that put us in a more restful state than singing cherubs ever could.

With a knock on the door and an OK from us, the masseurs returned to the room. They asked each of us which scented massage oil we each preferred - invigorating, calming or relaxing. At 4PM with a wedding dinner to attend, my friend chose invigorating. I, however, wanted nothing more than the sweet smell of relaxation. This was our only decision and for good reason - as soon as the masseurs placed warm, scented cloths over our eyes, we were out.

For the next fifty minutes we received our Melted Muscles Massage ($85 Canadian) which delivered on the promise to "melt away stress, tension and achy muscles." The massage turned me into a pile of mush and looking over at my best friend, I saw it had done the same to her.

I asked her how she felt and she told me fabulous. Did it work? Yes she said. Are you ready to get married tomorrow? I asked. No, she said, I'm ready for a really great nap. I knew how she felt.

We changed, paid and completed the mission in just over an hour. We were de-stressed, relaxed and smiling - even with an impending wedding.

Now that's a good massage.

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