The New Spa Ritual Isn’t a Massage – It’s What You Drink

I just tend to prefer being outside. But then, last year, I stayed at Forestis in the Dolomites – a minimalist Scandi-style retreat with a gorgeous spa that completely changed my mind. I swam inside and out, looking up at the peaks, and tried saunas of several different types. I plunged in ice-cold mountain streams, breathing the scent of clover and pine, and enjoyed the best massage of my life.

Before that memorable pummelling, I was served a stone carafe of the spa’s own stone pine cordial. It was pure, cool, and refreshing, and absolutely captured the se...