24 Hours at Hotel Chelsea

Upon arrival at Hotel Chelsea, the elevator doors open into the penthouse floor, and skylight windows flood the view with an early springtime glow. My eyes scan a couple of café bistro chairs, and I can’t help but wonder if I have just stepped into a cafe in Vienna. After all, the hotel is a historical landmark. Every detail is a thoughtful nod to the past, complete with all the charms of today. ‍

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As I make my way to the hotel’s newly opened spa facility, I pass its historic rooftop Steeple-turned-fitness center. A peek inside reveals reclaimed-farm wood floors, towering 40-foot ceilings, skylights, and state-of-the-art cardio and strength equipment, all framed by vast city views.

At the Hotel Chelsea spa, pristine tiles and black lacquered doors hint at a world of discovery beyond the entrance. First, I stop at the shop; I would make a trip here solely on its own merit to peruse earthy hemp-infused bar soaps, luxurious fragrances from Vyrao, and CBD gummies from Rose Los Angeles. ‍

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Next, in the sun-drenched terrace garden and fireplace lounge, I browse an extensive list of  treatments and experiences. I immediately gravitate towards the traditional Swedish sauna—then the aromatic steam showers, rain showers, soaking tubs, lymphatic massages, CranioSacral therapy, and replenishing day glow facial. ‍

After a quick refresh, I head downstairs for a cocktail at the lounge followed by a late meal at the Café Chelsea, where I have ravioles du dauphiné, asparagus with coulis sauce, and sea ​​bass accompanied by broccoli greens. Ready for a deep night’s rest, I sigh with relief that my room is only an elevator ride away.