Conveniently tucked just off the 5, 805, and 54—San Diego, basically where your day starts… or winds down.
And yeah, I know “best in town” gets tossed around a lot. Which, okay. I still keep things discreet and indulgent, like a pause you can actually feel once the outside world stops buzzing.
My rates are simple: 100 for a lollipop treat—usually I’ll note the details if you ask, since people mix up what “treat” means—then 140 for a quick visit, and 180 for a half-hour of relaxation.
But if you want the full hour of escape, that’s 360. Which, cool, I don’t judge—27
