We were in Chiang Rai so briefly that I didn't blog about my massage. K and I have had a few massages already here, all pleasant enough, but this one made every other massage I have ever had feel like being patted on the head by a mouse.
Thai massage has been described as like yoga except that someone else does it to you. For TWO solid hours, a deceptively tiny Thai woman crunched, banged, twisted yanked, pressed and generally wrung out my body like a wet rag. Half the time I could not decide whether it was wonderful, painful, or both. Afterwards I felt as if I had been attacked in an alley by a rugby team - and drifted back into consciousness just enough to reflect that this was, in a perverse way, enjoyable. Yesterday I realised that I still have faint bruises on the sides of my... skull.
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Yikes! And so the question is whether you will try this again...D & D
ReplyDeleteWhat a funny post. I'm still laughing!
ReplyDeleteBarbara