Then I realized I was walking by Haven every time I walked to my gym. After a few grueling weeks of road warrior travel and a major neck kink, I decided to book a massage. Haven is true to its name and is an oasis in the middle of the city. The locker room is co-ed (though there are private bathrooms that you can change in) and it's not a full luxury spa like you'll find at the great hotels in New York. But the prices are much more accessible ($90 for a 45-minute massage, $115 for an hour). And the wonderful Lara worked every last stubborn kink out.