Apolo Spa

[joizy]

I had a really nice lunch today at Pat’e Palo, a restaurant on Plaza España in an old building dating back over 500 years. I sat outside and it was warm, but pleasant. Excellent service. I got the grilled dorado over risotto with a delicious coconut sauce. Service was excellent. One of the best meals I’ve had here. Early Sunday lunch was very chill.

Afterwards, I walked to Hagen Daz for a sweet treat, and then decided to check out the spa since I was in the Colonial Zone. I did it for you, so I could report back - hehe…

It took me a while I find it. No one here mentioned that it’s an unmarked building, did they? Or maybe I missed that detail. The other night I walked up that street and passed the valet parking, so I was under the impression that it was marked, but it turns out the valet parking is about a block away. It’s on the same street as Marlowe’s just up from the cathedral.

Once I figured it out (helped by seeing someone enter), I went inside and asked if they had private rooms (because that’s what Chat GPT said was possible), they said only lockers. It was 800 pesos for Sunday entry (I didn’t really pay attention, but I think there are discounted days).

The guy behind the desk had another guy show me the lockers, which he opened, and then explained all of the amenities. It was all wasted because the music was loud and I couldn’t hear what he was saying. I just got that there was something in the back and something upstairs. I did appreciate the effort though (and the guy was cute).

I slipped into the towel and crocs they provided and went upstairs.

There were not many people. Three guys in the steamroom engaged in a triple fuck (not sure what you call it when one guy is getting fucked and fucking at the same time) another guy sat there watching them. 

There was a dark room with no one in it. Another guy with a tank top farmer tan was standing in the hallway. Obviously a bottom. There were some small cabins with glory holes and another room with small cabins with no glory holes. 

Then I found a small room with a video showing. A guy was sitting there jerking off. He motioned me towards him and I got down on my knees and started sucking him. He was on the younger side, nice body, nice cock. Not sure if he was Dominican. We were having a great time. He gave me a hit of poppers and then he stood up. As my head was swirling from the poppers, he walked off with farmer tan. WTF? They went back to one of the cabins without a hole.

Ok, so long story short, I sucked one nice fat dick daddy in the dry sauna, someone else fucked me while I sucked him and then he got up and fucked me. Played around with a few others. The guy who abandoned me after giving me poppers gave me a fist bump, not sure why, and then he returned to the video room where I was sitting and tried to fist bump me again. I wasn’t interested. I was still holding a grudge.

I found another guy in the dry sauna with a really nice big dick, which I sucked for a while until he got up and left. It seemed like guys were not willing to commit to one person but were more like butterflies sampling one flower after another. Eventually, I was sampled out and I left.

Verdict?

It was fun. Clean. Cold showers. Lots of play spaces. Ok for a 66 year-old daddy. Would be even better if you were young and hot (maybe). Probably busier in the evening (but I’ll never know, because I won’t be going back). 

When Google maps tells you you have arrived, believe it. You have arrived. It is a nondescript building more on the modern side (for the Colonial Zone) - no sign, no markings, I don’t even think the number was there. Translucent windows and a translucent door. Almost at the corner, but not quite.

Not sure of hours, but all of that is online.

As far as saunas go, I’ve seen worse (Merida). 

I thought there were more floors, but I never figured out how to access them, so I think that was it. On the ground floor, there were showers in the back, a jacuzzi and a bar. I think you show your locker number and they create a tab which you pay when you leave. The guy at the reception was a little cold when I entered, but very nice as I was leaving because I was trying to understand the word he used for the place where you put used towels and crocs. He was actually a cute older guy.

I took a moto Uber back to my hotel, which is always fun and death-defying at the same time.