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The most cutting edge spa in the world. Too expensive. Until I hit a wall in my life and knew that I needed the best the world had to offer to help me heal. I let go of money and booked it, and an Uber to get me there. Sometimes you need a five star spa, with an ancient principle of wellbeing (in this case Sucimurni, the traditional Malaysian philosophy of healing,) sometimes you need a flower bath to wash away your pain, sometimes you need chefs who don't just talk but listen, sometimes you need the best hotel room you can find, sometimes you even need a great fitness instructor, like Captain…mehr

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The most cutting edge spa in the world. Too expensive. Until I hit a wall in my life and knew that I needed the best the world had to offer to help me heal. I let go of money and booked it, and an Uber to get me there. Sometimes you need a five star spa, with an ancient principle of wellbeing (in this case Sucimurni, the traditional Malaysian philosophy of healing,) sometimes you need a flower bath to wash away your pain, sometimes you need chefs who don't just talk but listen, sometimes you need the best hotel room you can find, sometimes you even need a great fitness instructor, like Captain Mokh, to take you through animal exercises... ...and sometimes you just need a hammock on the beach. Although I started writing these mini-guides to share the hotel, spa and the rest, the retreat in a box I dreamt of when I first began Pearl Escapes, they are also just stories, for the unadventurous adventurer, as well as the keen explorer, we each have our own way of experiencing life.
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Pearl is in Wales, at the foot of Mount Snowdon, another magical mountain in another land of the dragon. It's another mountain that sometimes likes to hide. If you want great views may I recommend the Beech Bank B&B as her room had windows on three sides with views of the mountains (contact them direct). Life (or her subconscious), whatever you want to call it, has taken her on another magical mystery tour echoing this one, from the infected bug bites to the jellyfish (there're loads of Lion's Mane jellyfish near Bangor). Somehow she ended up in Liverpool too, the home of The Beatles, apparently she was on a pilgrimage she didn't even know about, and the Double Fantasy exhibition on the top of the Museum of Liverpool broke her open again. Eight years ago she quit her job, worked a three month notice period and in that time her ex-boyfriend fell off a mountain and died. His memorial service was coincidentally the day after her last day. It was in South Wales. She drifted for a day or two, but it was over six years later that she followed in his footsteps and wandered off. Yesterday she arrived in Llanberis and lucked out on the last space on the train to the top of the mountain and a room at Beech Bank. She is working hard on feeling and dealing with her emotions and being tolerant of all people, even those who have been, in her opinion, badly taught, or never had some things explained. Unlike Kota Kinabalu and Tiger's Nest, people can just wander up or take the train to the top of Mount Snowdon without a guide. She is working really hard on not getting cross with the people who leave their litter on the mountain or who feel the need to play loud music up there. She knows that anger is often part of grieving. She would politely suggest you don't piss off the mountain. Nature is so much bigger than you are.