Later that afternoon, I passed a dreamy 50 minutes at The Cove Atlantis spa, where a Balinese massage put me into such a blissful stupor that I almost missed my reservation at Nobu’s Atlantis outpost. Sitting over an artfully arranged platter of unagi, I lamented the fact that there was still so much left to do. When would I possibly fit in the rock climbing, water-slide riding and swimming with sea lions I’d planned? What about the trivia competition at the Royal Towers? Walking with sharks in the Mayan Temple?