Las Palmas

Following an exhausting evening of stomping around the gallery, I traded in my strappy hot pink heels for a white robe and slippers at my very favorite spa, Las Palmas. I've been there several times and I haven't been disappointed yet. If you are ever there for a massage, request Rob from Park City. He was so amazing that he could tell which hand I painted with and how I hold my wrist by the muscles in my arm. He fixed everything that was sore and tired.
I spent the rest of the day reading, drinking, eating my favorite food, drawing in my sketchbook, thinking, sleeping and just having one of those perfect days by the pool. The sun felt so good...there was even a breeze. It was a perfect way to end a lovely weekend and get ready to go back to work.