As I floated on my back, weightless in the 98-degree-Fahrenheit water at the Castle Hot Springs Resort in the serene Sonoran Desert, I looked up at the dark sky filled with more stars than I could count in my lifetime. The soothing sound of the small waterfall put me deeper into my meditative state. “This is what travel should be,” I thought.
Rather than running yourself ragged to see endless amounts of tourist attractions that you’ve seen posted on social media, gorging on overpriced foods that aren’t all that tasty, and spending money on souvenirs that will ultimately end up in the landfill, visiting the spas in Phoenix were a rare chance to use travel as a chance to rest and revive.