

Today was cloudy and overcast, not a good day for the water. We found a brochure at the enchanted villa about a jungle massage. We had a few aches from all the activities, so let’s go.
It was an interesting experience deep in the jungle. The main building was a huge palapa, thatched roof building. the mama san invited us in to listen about the history of the place. The jungle spa was carved out of the jungle by machete. The mama san had been coming to Belize for many years. She worked with the residents of the Mayan village to bring sustainable tourism. Massage was a traditional art used for healing in the Mayan culture. Many women in the villages, wanted to live near town so their children could go to school. The mama san brought massage therapists from many places in the world to train the women. The land was donated, and with blood, sweat, and tears, the Jungle Spa was created. The women receive 75% of the massage fee, a good wage for Mexico.
There were 5 in our group, to our surprise they could take us all at once. After learning the history, we were given a shot of liquor, anise or liquorish flavor. This is to help with digestion. Then one by one, the Mayan massage therapist that was assigned to us, as well as, how much pressure we like during the massage. I followed the lady back to another palapa. There I took of my clothes. Got on the massage table. She used herb smelling massage oil. I enjoy going for massages. Typically, you are draped with sheets. They only uncover the body part that they are working on. However, modesty aside, I got on my back on the table. She used a small hand towel, to cover the lower portion. When I turned on my stomach, “NOTHING” on me. So there I lay, getting my massage, the smell of herbal smelling oil, listening to jungle noises, the patter of rain, and in the background the crooning voice of Julio Iglesias.