Thailand is famous for its massages, but they are not always as pleasant as was hoped for. Just a few of my experiences over the years..
A) I was just nodding off to a gentle foot massage when the lady's telephone rang. it seems she also sold tee-shirts in her spare time. She continued massaging my foot with one hand whilst holding her telephone in the other. A heated discussion developed over the price of said tee-shirts, the available colours and quantities and all the time the massage became rougher. About three or four minutes into the telephone conversation I yanked my foot away from her and started putting my shoes back on. Telephone conversation ends and she begins arguing with me about the massage. This goes on for a minute or so when the phone rings again...it's the tee-shirt people. Thb 20 on the table and I was out of there.
B) Again, resting on the massage table I was having trouble getting off to sleep as one of the massage ladies was holding a telephone conversation with a foreigner. I love you so much. When do you come for massage again? etfc. etc. Suddenly one of the off-duty ladies arrives with her Thai son. The young lad wants to be pilot and is "flying " in between the couches making aeroplane noises. THEN on comes the television .... I gave up and left.
C) Then there was the one where I fell asleep only to be awoken by the gruff voice of a katoey. My original masseuse was sitting outside the shop beckoning new customers into the establishment.
A) I was just nodding off to a gentle foot massage when the lady's telephone rang. it seems she also sold tee-shirts in her spare time. She continued massaging my foot with one hand whilst holding her telephone in the other. A heated discussion developed over the price of said tee-shirts, the available colours and quantities and all the time the massage became rougher. About three or four minutes into the telephone conversation I yanked my foot away from her and started putting my shoes back on. Telephone conversation ends and she begins arguing with me about the massage. This goes on for a minute or so when the phone rings again...it's the tee-shirt people. Thb 20 on the table and I was out of there.
B) Again, resting on the massage table I was having trouble getting off to sleep as one of the massage ladies was holding a telephone conversation with a foreigner. I love you so much. When do you come for massage again? etfc. etc. Suddenly one of the off-duty ladies arrives with her Thai son. The young lad wants to be pilot and is "flying " in between the couches making aeroplane noises. THEN on comes the television .... I gave up and left.
C) Then there was the one where I fell asleep only to be awoken by the gruff voice of a katoey. My original masseuse was sitting outside the shop beckoning new customers into the establishment.
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