  News & Advice  Something to Declare: A hotel that makes you
look as good as you feel? Yes please   As a youngster, talk of
"health farms" and time spent swanning about in big fluffy robes
and plopping into hot tubs with mountain views sounded like the
pinnacle of glamour.  I dreamt of being an adult who would spend
hard-earned cash on sweating in Scandinavian saunas or lying
supine in a white room with scented candles and lotus flowers
floating in pretty ceramic bowls. I've since learnt that it's
all very well stealing floaty, fragrant me-time, but I'd also
like some anti-ageing abracadabra to go with it.  In my
twenties, as I was tense from 12-hour days hunched over a
computer, my dark circles and partied-out liver pleaded to
collapse in a spa. But while a splash of whale music and a nice
lady rubbing in rose oil took me down a gear or two, it was not
for long. And, after a while, I found relaxing to be a bit,
well, boring.  Now, I've decided that medispas are just what the
doctor ordered for this nearly 4