The Ultimate Spa Vacation
Guest Blog by Sam Schoeneman:
Although I am not a writer for the New York Times or Outside Magazine, I know that what I am about to document could be classified as one of their special stories of discovering the undiscovered. In this case, it is the ultimate spa vacation. Not only ultimately relaxing and rejuvenating, but also educational and rewarding, I discovered the Spa of Apartment House Wifery hosted by the internationally acclaimed apartment wife, Genevieve Cook. I learned very early on it is important that to reach this high quality type of spa, the location is key – preferably very remote, with lots of outdoor pursuits, and a store within walking distance. Also at the top of a spa retreat such as I am about to reveal to you, it is very important to have a very specific schedule. It is important to look over the spa’s proposed schedule to determine the authenticity of its offerings, without a schedule it just isn’t top-notch apartment house wifing. Last but definitely not least, the spa you choose should have at least one small human under the age of one, best if teething and just learning to move and get into anything anywhere.
The Team Wilco Spa of Dutch Harbor, Alaska meets and then exceeds the requirements for the proper housewife spa. First, as previously discussed, Dutch Harbor, Alaska in the Aleutian Islands, three hours by small plane west of Anchorage, provides the perfect location and environment.
This is a place where it is near impossible to find a clothes drying rack, non-slip tub mat, or pants actually your size without bleach or fish guts. The main spa facility is in a small two bedroom apartment with storage large enough for two days of food, one pan, and six of your favorite spices (but you will need to try to keep putting in eight or nine spices so you can repeatedly jam the drawer half open). The small kitchen and poor storage will provide excellent meditative organizational opportunities during openings in the schedule discussed in detail later. The store is a brisk 10 minute walk from the spa and it is encouraged to make at least three trips daily, of course stopping by the coffee shack for a mountain mocha at least one of the trips. The outdoor pursuits just a 10-minute or less drive from the spa are really unbelievable – from snowboarding to skate boarding (yeh, it is promoted that house wives get rad from time to time). There are also many hikes to secret bays where you may be tested on your skills for warming power bars for your household over an open fire (adding ninja outdoor pilates moves is only recommended for experts...)
or demonstrating your ninja skills against the master house wife in historical bunkers from WWII – if you get lucky enough to pick the right sword…otherwise you will demonstrate only weakness and evidence of need for improvement in the area of kicking ass properly.
3:30 to 5pm salt soaking baths (aka public family swim time at community salt water pool). 4:30-5:30 store visit number three followed by prep for dinner. Greet bacon bringer homer at 5-5:30, attempting to achieve fresh tinted salted glow – the last thing the bacon winner needs to see is a tired house wife without dinner ready and no plan of dessert – this is also a good time to offer pre dessert options (otherwise known as pre-sert). 5:30-6:30 dinner with family this includes three to four course dessert.
6:30 – 7:30 walk in Alaska wilderness in extreme footwear perfect for walking on rocky gravel roads, search for wild fiddle heads for mornings omelet, snowboard, and partake in serious photo shoots all while providing stimulating and humorous conversation, tasty food and wine, and lots of love and attention to the little one.
Modeling the Team Orbo sweatshirts for Dan Bouchard with a quick wardrobe change for the next photo shoot.
7:30 – 8 pm bath time with parent (yes with parent because of the no non-slip tub mats in Dutch Harbor so adult needs to keep little one up right in the bath), then bedtime for the little one. 8-9pm more internetting, which includes watching others internet surf (and by this time, you may have actually succeeded in getting the computer on and the internet moving along, perhaps even read and responded to a message or two). 9-10pm wine and laugh as to properly prepare for girls night out. 10-1:30am hit the night life with best friend and create legendary nights of free drinks, free t-shirts, and just a whole helluva lot of freedom in general.
Demonstrating Dutch Harbor's famous slogan: A woman behind every tree...
(Yes, these trees were planted by the Russians in 1805)
For an extra $120,000 per week, you could stay on the Andromeda La Dea, which I considered for a few moments, but when it comes right down to it, nothing beats Team Wilco's spare bedroom/storage closet with the right number of thermarests (2), sleeping bags (2) and pillows (2) for maximum comfort and prevention of hip bursitis.
What a day….what a week….
We miss you Auntie Fun Times!!!
Addenum:
Reflections upon leaving Team Wilco Spa
3 comments:
looks like fun!! of course anything would look like fun right now:) thanks for a good laugh before a big test....
you both look great, as does little dawson..
dan
Oh! This was much fun to read. Much fun! And I have every intention of forwarding a link to it as part of a renewed determination to orchestrate my own spin-off of the Wilco spa with some college pals. Ok.....we don't have a tot, or mountains. But I suppose dogs and bogs could do in a pinch. And only Dawson and Genevieve, as far as I know, managed to find a way to snowboard on the tundra. There really isn't a skate park....I don't think, in fact, I've seen a skateboard on the tundra island. But, we have boardwalks....we have, in fact, Genevieve's secret boardwalk to the secret berry grounds. And there is certainly some rad excitement in dodging cabs and (insert appropriate skateboarding lingo) action in my various attempts to avoid all these humungous, rambling machines that are currently digging big ditches on each side of the Chief Eddy Hoffman Road. (Genevieve - no re-paving, just lots of digging and traffic jams.) And, I suppose we'd have to swap berries for fiddleheads (which I love, love, love - and I can confess to more than a smidgen of jealousies over your omelettes). And Antonella does yoga, not pilates. I'm not sure which part of the tundra is best for laying out a mat, but those are details. Just details. Right? In any event, I feel pretty confident that the mosquito-swatting would add some aerobic flair too. So - all in all - it would be, I guess, nothing like all the fun you guys had in Unalaska. Nonetheless, I'm too motivated after reading about all your fun not to at least try!
p.s. As I type this, Dawson is speaking on the one local radio station encouraging people to tune into KYUK. Such a small world.
i miss the team wilco bacon treatments :)
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