August, As a born worrier and chronic overthinker, I need these kinds of treatments to restore some physical and mental balance. Looking back, these chill out days represent some of my most memorable travel experiences. I recall fondly my day at a traditional hammam in Marrakech and an authentic onsen experience in Tokyo.
During my South East China days, I used to go for a full body press once a week, rarely missing an appointment in two years. When Sladja and I heard about a fantastic spa in Kampot with an astounding location, we knew we had to go. After a spot of lunch there, we asked the manager to call Nibi. Within a few minutes there was a boat buzzing across the river to come and collect us. It was Eric who came to pick us up from Green House. Clambering onboard, we took in the fine views as Eric whizzed us across to the other side.
As spa arrivals go, this was definitely one to remember! The entire compound is absolutely gorgeous, a veritable tropical paradise that took Eric and Karine eighteen months to make. She is softly spoken and down to earth, oozing exactly the kind of calmness a spa owner should have. This is no mere coincidence.
She and Eric have been spa lovers for years, regularly visiting establishments both in their native Canada and while travelling abroad. Eventually, they decided it was the kind of business they wanted to run themselves. Karine and Eric opened their doors in and saw their reputation rapidly rise. Karine led us to the end of the garden to reception, where we could check in , so to speak. Along the way, we met Bernie, one of two rescue dogs who gives Nibi even more of a homely feel.
At reception Karine asked us to fill out a short consultation form. This was our chance to confirm any medical conditions and how hard we wanted our massages.
