Great evening, thanks in part to Mathilde and her good humor. Safe and pleasant place, I recommend it.

The atmosphere is truly delightful, as is the staff, who are welcoming, respectful, and incredibly friendly. I highly recommend this place for a great time. There's even a couples' area with lockable doors for added privacy, as well as numerous accessories available...

One of the best places in Lyon in its category, if not the best! Clean, pleasant, and spacious. A special mention to Mathilde at the bar, incredibly kind, attentive, and full of great advice; you could talk to her for hours! I highly recommend this place and will definitely be back!

Still my favorite swingers sauna club after 3 years in Lyon, even if the people there are totally random, but that's not the club's fault. It's just the luck of the draw. For me, it's the most pleasant bar to sit and flirt at, dimly lit and sexy, and the most effective hammam, my guilty pleasure. I've met some amazing lovers there over the years, and I even go back after my breaks. It's nice and warm in both winter and summer. The showers have adjustable temperature, a precious bonus after a heatwave! Downstairs in the basement, there's more privacy for couples (Fri/Sat/Sun), and upstairs it's more about sharing, exhibitionism, and very naughty moments with several people, or not. (Except for one room that closes but has no window). The staff is great; they've kept the best: Jerome, Quentin, and the gorgeous young women behind the bar. Thank you, and as usual, I'll be back!

The place was barely maintained; there were only three couples among 30 lonely, oppressive zombies. We were warmly greeted by a young man, but he was completely absent and showed no concern for the well-being of the customers, or even the upkeep of the place. The private areas were disgusting, with doors removed or not closing properly, tissues, sanitary pads, and bodily fluids scattered on the floor, and no one doing anything about it. I was sitting in a chair when the seat was wobbly, my head kept hanging off. The zombies, acting like creeps, came right up to my partner: it wasn't just looking, it was invading my privacy without asking! We tried to avoid them, but like shadows, they watched us and followed us everywhere. There was no question of consent, no possibility of fully enjoying ourselves. The place was run-down and poorly maintained, the pool was pathetic, and the showers and toilets didn't inspire confidence in their hygiene. The young man at reception acted like he was a supermarket cashier. No kindness or interaction whatsoever. Between moments spent on their phones, drinks were handed to them on the bar without so much as a thank you or a glance! We had to get annoyed with some of the single men, the infamous zombies, to get them to stop following us or standing so close. No respect for the unwritten rules of the swinger scene, and the establishment showed absolutely no concern for it. Luckily, I was with someone and felt protected. The place was oppressive and falling apart; half the lightbulbs were dead, and there was no interaction with other people. It was a place for consumption and intrusive voyeurism by single men… in my opinion, avoid it if you're in a couple or a single woman. It was the joke of the year—we laugh about it now because it was so surreal—but truly a club in decline and not at all conducive to a good time! Never again!