Originally Posted November 20, 2006
When we learned that we would be living in Slovakia, one of the things we wanted to do was to go to a spa. Slovakia, and indeed most of Central Europe, is famous for their thermal water and spas. Budapest was built on hot springs areas. The Czech Republic and Austria are famous for their spas. Slovakia also has many, many spas which were famous for centuries. Since we had been hot springs addicts since we lived in Japan, this would be a rare opportunity to see some of the most elegant hot springs in the world.
Shortly after we arrived here we started researching and reading up on spas here. We discovered that most spas were run on a medical model. You chose the spa depending on your ailment. If you had arthritis you went to one spa and if you had intestinal problems you went to another spa. You got a prescription from your doctor and went to the appropriate spa, usually for three weeks, with the cost entirely covered by state sponsored insurance. As you might suspect this is a system which is subject to abuse. A free three week vacation with the whole thing covered by insurance. However there was a downside. The spas were encouraged, either impliciitly or explicitly, not to make the visit too pleasant. The hotels were rather grim and the food reminescent of steam tables and school lunch rooms. The treatments were somewhat bizarre to say the least. Gas injection, electrotherapy, drinking gallons of mineral water and all sorts of water therapy such as underwater massage with a high pressure hose were just a few of the "therapies" used.
I thought this was a holdover from the Communist days and it is in part. However Austria has a similar system. Slovakia determined to end the abuse and as of Jan. 1, 2005, the system changed radically. The free three week vacations ended. One could still get a prescription for specific treatments but it did not cover the hotel, restaurants, etc. Also the spas completed a privatization program.
Some of the spas have seen the handwriting on the wall and have changed dramatically. They have upgraded the spa areas and the hotels and have gone more to the spa model of getting rid of stress and concentrating on enjoyment. None have done it more than Hotel Aphrodite in Rajecke Teplice in northern Slovakia in the mountains. Even the new name suggests a change: in Greek mythology, Aphrodite is the goddess of love, beauty and sexual rapture. That sounded good.
So we went to our neighborhood travel agent and asked about reservations. She checked and came back later and said that there was not a room to be had for the next two months. Not to be thwarted, we looked at their website
http://www.spa.sk/ and discovered that they had various "annex" hotels which were in the vicinity. After going back and forth a bit, we decided on Hotel Velke Fatra which was described as having a glassed in walk way to the actual spa. So finally the day came and we set off by rail for Zelina in northern Slovakia. Several hours later we arrived and quickly changed to a small two car railroad which went to Rajecke Teplice. It went through some industrial areas, then farmland and finally up a lovely mountain valley where we stopped at the spa town. We saw a nice lake, some interesting trails and a parklike area to walk through. We saw the elegant Hotel Aphrodite and finally saw a sign for the Velke Fatra. We kept walking, until we were out of the park and saw the bus station. There across the street was our hotel. Unlike Aphrodite, our hotel had not been remodeled and was rather a dump. Its only redeeming feature was that it was cheap.
We checked in, got our schedule of spa treatments we had signed up for, got our card for dinner and our card for breakfast and went to our small room and unpacked. Then we went searching for items which were listed as coming with the room, such as a bathrobe for going to the spa and a hair dryer.We got those finally and walked around town a bit. We then went back, changed to swim suits and headed across the elevated walkway. We had to figure out the system for the locker room. We handed in what we called our "dance cards", got a key to the locker and a sheet. You then go in, put your robe in the locker and go through to the spa part. It was really quite spectacular. It had two very large stainless steel pools. One was pretty warm and the other a bit cooler for swimming. Both had various jets and waterfalls which changed about every ten minutes. There would be jets on your back, then current parts of the pool where the current would push you around. The trick became to get to the place where the back massage jets were when they came on. It was sort of like the kids game where you go around the chairs until the music stops. We did this, interspersed with sauna, steam baths, aromatherapy rooms, wraps in sheets and wool blankets, etc. for the next few days. Every once in a while we would have a treatment such as a whirlpool bath (like a big hot tub), a magic massage bed (which involves you getting wrapped in a sheet and blanket and lying on a cot which then began to massage your back with large rollers which would go up and down your back and legs), and a "Biarritz" bath, which involves getting in this large tub, naked, while this young lady turns on jets (153 of them, which exercise your meridians). The Biarritz bath looked at first like some sort of strange water boarding torture, but it felt very good. We also had two massages each. By the time we got through all this, all of our stress was gone.
Dinner was back at the Velke Fatra. They explained in German, Slovak, French and several other languages, but not English, the system for dinner, which is that you order dinner for the next day that evening. Since we had just arrived, we got what they had, which was a slice of ham and vegetables rolled in chicken, potatoes, vegetables, salad bar. It was not bad. Little did we suspect that it was to be our best dinner the whole time we were there. We had ordered "half board" which meant we had paid for dinner and breakfast and were on our own for lunch. We also ordered a bottle of quite good wine for about $6. We got the menu for the next night and made our choice. Unfortunately they sounded much better in German or Slovak than they turned out to be.
Rajecke Tepliceis is quite close to the Czech and Polish borders and not far from the Austrian border. About two thirds of the visitors are foreign. From languages I heard, I would say that the majority of the visitors were from Germany, with Poland a second. We never heard anyone speaking English as their native tongue. Still we got along pretty well and managed to understand most of what was meant through patching together various languages.
We had mixed weather, with a fair amount of drizzle. It was not nearly as cold as we expected. We did see snow on peaks around there and the snow level was not much higher up the hills than our elevation. However we got a chance to walk around in the area. One day we went to a local seafood restaurant, called the Fisherman's Bastion, for lunch. It was on an island in a lake. We had good trout,which is a local specialty from the mountain streams.
Charles and Susan Routh
Namestie SNP 23
81101 Bratislava 1
Slovakia
Tel: +421 9/11335672 (Charles)
+421 9/14 220 832 (Susan)
email:
crouth@gsblaw.comcharlesrouth@chello.sk