Club Body Center Philadelphia [CLOSED] (Closed Permanently) Formerly: Club Body Center

Dirt and poor service

I want to make my disappointment about the Club Body Center Philadelphia towards employees and cleaning. People are uneducated and unfriendly and out of patience too. Are thick. The cleaning is far from it. You get to see shit dripped on the stairs. The small rooms are dirty and no dumps. I think the health surveillance should give it a look. That place should be a disease factories.

Some people are just TOO precious

Don't take too much notice of the negative comments from "Yikes!" I live in New Zealand, and I come to Philly twice a year to visit family, and I have been there twice in July 2011. The lobby is NOT dingy, and there are NO signs made from styrofoam, the lobby is clean, functional and as you would expect. The staff are welcoming and friendly. The main floor is OK, a mall coffee/snack bar, cold soda machine, tanning booth, ATM machine, TV lounge and pool table are, all clean and in good repair. Down to the basement = steam sauna, dry sauna, locker changing rooms, a gym, shower area and toilets. AGAIN all clean and in good order. 2nd, 3rd and 4th floors = private rooms of various sizes some with TV. Porn tv rooms on 2nd and 4th floors. Open dark common area with small booths and glory holes on 3rd floor. Clean and well-maintained showers and toilets on three levels. The single rooms are small, but no smaller than in a lot of other clubs. Some people are just a bit TOO precious when it comes to gay bath-houses.

Yikes!

In the realm of seedy sex experiences, I thought nothing would surpass the time I was in Seattle and let some guy talk me into going to this crackhead hooker motel on Aurora where the rooms had no pillows or towels or lampshades and the soles of my sandals stuck to the carpeting and the place where the door had obviously been kicked in had been repaired by nailing a 2x4 to it. Until recently, when I wound up at the Club Body Center in Philadelphia. I should have been tipped off immediately when I entered the dingy lobby where you wait to register. The dcor included a sign with the name of the place next to the check-in window; it was made of individual crudely-hand-cut styrofoam letters glued to the wall, but a couple of the letters were missing. What was I thinking going any farther? It only got worse once I got inside. There are 5 levels. The main floor is not so bad; there's a snack bar and lounge area and outdoor patio. From there, you can go up to 3 levels of rooms or down to the basement where there are showers and a sauna I peeked into just long enough to decide not to enter. There's also a tiny gym with ancient equipment that looked to have dozens of layers of duct tape on the upholstery. Scary. But not as scary as my room, which had walls with numerous big strips of paint peeled away leaving bare drywall. Everything was dirty especially the corners of the floor and the sheets were dingy and threadbare. I walked around for a while hoping to find someone who could redeem the experience for me, but if this particular late Saturday night / early Sunday Morning was any indication, the clientele is...let's just say unhealthy-looking. Thinking that showering before I left would put me at even greater risk for cooties, I checked out, went back to my hotel and washed up in the lobby restroom so I wouldn't touch anything in my room with hands that might have who knows what on them.

It's ok

Was there 3 times during the summer and fall, the two-legged scenery was great, diverse in age, beautiful steam room and sauna, some areas graying from being well-used and would benefit from a makeover. Would suggest that a day pass be less expensive.

I spent arguably the most miserable three hours of my life there hoping that, at some point, things would get better. They didnt. In the entire three hours I spent there, I cant say that I detected anyone having any type of sex with anyone else. The sounds of sex that one usually hears in bath houses were absent: total silence (except for the dated, tired music track) ruled. And no one that I observed so much as made eye contact with anyone else, let alone made physical contact. This place really needs to close. Those who, like me, dont know that the place is a fraud, are too easily led to waste their money thinking that this is a gay bath house. Dont confuse this place with some place like the Crew Club in DC, or the excellent bath houses in Atlanta. Even the third-rate bath houses that are the only ones left in New York City put this place to shame, and that is a terrible indictment of any bath house. I cant advise you any more strongly to preserve your funds and your self-respect by making a huge skull and crossbones over this place and forgetting it forever.