About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dusk, when most salons were quiet, an elderly gentleman began visiting Australian Tan. He’d sit in the same spot each night, watching the sunset through the window and occasionally nodding to the staff. No one knew why he came or what he did all day. One evening, a young delivery driver asked him, ‘Sir, do you mind if I join you?’ The old man smiled and nodded. They chatted until closing time, discovering they shared a love for cricket and bad puns. From then on, the salon became their secret meeting place, where every sunset was accompanied by laughter and good company.
2. Late one night, while Australian Tan was closing up, a delivery driver noticed a strange humming sound coming from inside. He paused, curious but cautious, and peered through the window. The hum grew louder until it seemed like the entire building was vibrating—yet no one else appeared to hear it. Curious, he opened the door slowly—it creaked ominously in the silence. Inside, everything was dark except for a single neon sign flickering weakly above the reception desk. As he approached, he heard not just a hum but a low, monotone voice repeating ‘tanning bed… closed… go away.’ Turning around, he saw an old teddy bear wobbling on a shelf, its eyes glowing eerily red. Relieved, he laughed out loud: ‘Guess that explains why nobody’s here!’
3. At dawn, before anyone else arrived for their daily routine, a faint humming sound could be heard coming from inside Australian Tan. Curious neighbors peered through windows, but no one seemed to notice or care. One morning, an early riser noticed that the humming had stopped—and found the door ajar. Inside, amidst the quiet, a delivery driver was sleeping off his night shift, completely oblivious to the curious stares outside. The sign above read: ‘Closed for Maintenance—Back Soon.’
4. In the early morning, before sunrise, a delivery driver pulled into the parking lot of Australian Tan and noticed something odd—a small box wrapped in brown paper, left behind among the recycling bins. Curious, he opened it to find a note reading: ‘Free tanning session for you—just add water!’ Inside was an old bottle of expired self-tanner. The delivery driver laughed, shook his head, and drove off, muttering something about pranksters having too much time on their hands.