Last week, I was one of a group of people who got an opportunity to visit the new Spa in Bath. I have to admit to being a bit underwhelmed. That could in part be to the poor standard of the tour that we received (walk into room - 'this is the hot room' - stand around for ten minutes. Leave room.) or the fact that I'm now a jaded cynic. The rooftop pool is impressive, if not overly large, but a quick look over the balcony at the adjacent Cross Bath glass roof gives you a good idea of the second-hand herring that bathers will be bombed with. Why not give them swimming hats with little bullseyes on top?
The steam room is a large dimly lit room filled with round glass cucibles a few metres across. Each of these will have a different scented 'theme' - bags me the one that doesn't smell of farts. In the ceiling near the centre of the room is a circular area that shines red lights down onto a similarly circular patch of floor below. On first glance it looks like a transporter, but it's actually a power shower - beam me up Scotty (oh and pass the soap).
The separate Cross Bath is a short walk across the Georgian street and is a self-contained oval area, quite small and with one of the actual springs bubbling up in front of the pool. This one will be available for groups to book and you can picture the many stag and hen parties that will take advantage of it.
I can see the Spa being the place where many a deal will get struck by the ruling elite, until Marxist revolutionaries burst into the claustrophobic basement pool area and spray the capitalist pigs with lead, as they rise slack-jawed from their de-luxe neck massagers.
The steam room is a large dimly lit room filled with round glass cucibles a few metres across. Each of these will have a different scented 'theme' - bags me the one that doesn't smell of farts. In the ceiling near the centre of the room is a circular area that shines red lights down onto a similarly circular patch of floor below. On first glance it looks like a transporter, but it's actually a power shower - beam me up Scotty (oh and pass the soap).
The separate Cross Bath is a short walk across the Georgian street and is a self-contained oval area, quite small and with one of the actual springs bubbling up in front of the pool. This one will be available for groups to book and you can picture the many stag and hen parties that will take advantage of it.
I can see the Spa being the place where many a deal will get struck by the ruling elite, until Marxist revolutionaries burst into the claustrophobic basement pool area and spray the capitalist pigs with lead, as they rise slack-jawed from their de-luxe neck massagers.
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