august-2009

Set in a huge orange grove with the scent of orange
blossom on the breeze, the place seems to be fuelled
on this sweet and seductive vitamin C, with jugs of
the stuff glistening in corners of the Arabic/Asiatic
fusion interiors. It’s like Charlie And The Chocolate
Factory for the healthy.
It’s here that I’m met by Rachel Parsons, mother of
three and an English expat who has only left the island
three times in 12 years. And, really, why would you?
Rachel is the Atzaró PR angel who educates me on
the pleasures of this knockout hotel and leads me past
a 43m lap pool to the Balinese spa where I enjoy
a facial that was so much better than the usual cackhanded
therapist smearing sticky stuff on your face
leading to a breakout a week later. Instead, Sandrine
uses her feather fi ngers to such effect that I don’t even
notice the pampering has begun until I snap out of
my daydream and realise I’ve had an Indian head
massage, a hand massage, my eyebrows tidied and
It’s like
Charlie And
The Chocolate
Factory for
the healthy
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