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Be it for the re­lax­ing jacuzzi or for some real ad­ven­ture like the zi­pline, visit Mil­len­nium Re­sort in Mus­sanah this week­end.

Mil­len­nium Re­sort Mus­sanah isn’t re­ally a hid­den gem. You see the board ev­ery time you’re driv­ing to­wards So­har or Dubai and in spite of be­ing very in­ter­ested to know what it ac­tu­ally looks like I never ac­tu­ally had the time for a lit­tle de­tour. But last week­end, I fi­nally de­cided to spend a whole day in Mil­len­nium Re­sort.

I left home at 10am as against 8am, as was planned, be­cause fash­ion­ably late. The road was beau­ti­ful and I en­joyed driv­ing along the route but was sur­prised to reach in less than an hour-and-a-half. Mil­len­nium Re­sort isn’t far at all and for some­one who is ge­o­graph­i­cally chal­lenged like I am, I man­aged to find my way eas­ily.

The re­sort is a beau­ti­ful huge prop­erty with 234 rooms, a gym, five swim­ming pools, a huge chil­dren’s area, the re­cre­ation tower, the best spa I’ve seen in a while, and three restau­rants. While it looks gor­geous right from the en­trance, what the rear end holds will take your breath away. All rooms over­look the huge ma­rina that is beau­ti­fied by huge trees in a semi-cir­cu­lar pat­tern that brings the soft breeze to the ho­tel. The first thing that I no­ticed as I stepped into the lobby was the faint aroma, which was sub­tle and not in­tru­sive but strong enough that one couldn’t miss it. The fra­grance was wel­com­ing enough and we didn’t re­ally need a big board that said ‘Wel­come’ or even peo­ple rush­ing to us to wel­come us in. It was pow­er­ful enough. I ob­vi­ously couldn’t stop my­self on see­ing the hints of blue and green and kept walk­ing ahead out of the back doors from where I could see the Ma­rina. I was en­joy­ing the view but the af­ter­noon sun was a lit­tle too harsh to bear so I de­cided to go to my room and freshen be­fore I could ex­plore the re­sort again.

My spa­cious suite room was cosy and ex­actly the way I wanted it to be. With the kitchen that I never used, a huge hall where I worked with the work desk and a sofa fac­ing to­wards the TV, as comfy-as-a-teddy bed, a de­cent bath­room with a bath tub and other es­sen­tials and fi­nally a bal­cony over­look­ing the view I had been crav­ing for. Af­ter hav­ing a long hot bath, read­ing a chap­ter from Palace of Il­lu­sions sit­ting on the bal­cony while sip­ping on my hor­ri­bly made cof­fee, and fin­ish­ing some of­fice work, I de­cided it was time to go around to know the re­sort well. On hear­ing that the jacuzzi is com­pli­men­tary for all those who are stay­ing at the re­sort, that is where I headed first. But it wasn’t just the awe­some mys­ti­cal-feel­ing jacuzzi that I dis­cov­ered there. That was the spa sec­tion of the re­sort that homed an ar­ray of mas­sage and spa treat­ment op­tions for the guests rang­ing from the sim­ple body mas­sages to the more com­plex ayurvedic mas­sages that worked on a com­pletely dif­fer­ent mech­a­nism with a wooden bed in­stead of a mat­tress and oil drip­ping di­rectly on to the fore­head from the lit­tle earthen pot hang­ing above the sleep­ing head. But what I loved most about this area was the mys­te­ri­ous feel it had. The cor­ri­dor was like that of a maze and each door was like a se­cret room found.

It was now time for me to meet the Gen­eral Man­ager Christoph Sch­leiss­ing, a vi­brant ex­pe­ri­enced man who had a vi­sion for not just the re­sort but also for bring­ing ad­ven­ture sports and sport tourism to the coun­try. He re­alises the po­ten­tial of this beau­ti­ful coun­try and is de­ter­mined to make use of his re­source, which is the re­sort, to in­tro­duce as many ad­ven­ture sport ac­tiv­i­ties as pos­si­ble. But qual­ity and safety would be given paramount im­por­tance. The tall re­cre­ation tower that al­ready held the zi­pline ca­bles would be home to more ac­tiv­i­ties and the vast ma­rina would be busy with wa­ter sports rang­ing from para­sail­ing, kayak­ing, and many other sail­ing ac­tiv­i­ties.

I then walked on to the lawn past one of the swim­ming pools in the re­sort to the kids area adorned with swings, slides, wall climbers, small ham­mocks, and a mini golf course. Af­ter try­ing my hand at golf and play­ing some ta­ble ten­nis, my stom­ach started growl­ing and I headed to My­dan, one of the restau­rants that served stu­pen­dous con­ti­nen­tal dishes. Soon I went back to my suite, which felt like home, had a quick shower and curled up on my bed with cur­tains open and TV switched on and dozed off peace­fully.

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