A Day At the Regency Health Spa

I needed to not make a lot of decisions for a little while this summer, so I suggested we go to the Regency Health Spa, a vegan spa in south Florida. "I wouldn't be caught dead in Florida in the Summer," you might exclaim. Well, we wouldn't. Exclaim, that is. South Florida is a common destination for us in the Summer, usually with our friend, Alan. Alan would not like a vegan health spa, however, so he's probably at the Jersey Shore.

We do like a vegan health spa. In fact, it's almost perfect for us. Planned activities throughout the day, if we choose and meals served to us 3 times a day. Entree already chosen. We only need to decide if we want the "Potassium Broth" beforehand. "It's a great detoxifie," we're told. If I lose any more toxins, I'll turn inside out. And did I mention that we were the only two male guests in a place of mostly middle-aged, overweight woman? We've found a niche.

The minute we arrived, we got our room (after a brief orientation), changed into bathing suits and hit the ocean. Really nice. Not warm as it has been in the past. Fay saw to that. Water not quite the aqua blue we're used to, but no matter. It was lovely, if a little choppy. Finished hanging out in the ocean, changed our room to an ocean-view (I think we'll be paying more for that come Saturday) and got ready for dinner. A bean/tofu burrito with shredded beet and daikon salad. Very nice.

At dinner, we sat with Margie, a world champion bridge player, also a small quiet woman whose name I still don't know and a woman accompanying her best friend whose daughter was murdered recently. We were in the middle of after-dinner conversation when I realized that this woman had just described her daughter's murder to me. Chilling and very sad.

Florida Summer Vacation Rule: When you have the opportunity to swim in the morning, swim. No matter what. Chances are, especially if a hurricane is still hanging around just north of you, you'll have a big rain in the afternoon. And so, we swam in the morning. Not swim: just kind of bounce with the waves, face the ocean and gab. Sam practices his water aerobics (that he learned here 5 years ago). We swam, ate and met women and talked. After dinner we took a "Salsa Class" with Mercedes. A wild Argentinean woman who doesn't really differentiate between "Salsa Class" and "Aerobics Class With Salsa Movements." Ay. Aerobics.

Tomorrow: Ay. Aerobics.