So, I should be going to bed. Or I should be telling you about my wonderful sight seeing today. Instead I will quickly tell you about my very recent chinese massage experience.
So we are sitting down to a nice Chinese meal in the hotel restauant here in China (yes, I made it to China) and the boss from the company I am visiting suggests that after dinner we should all get Chinese massages. I think to myself, “I love massages!” so I tell him that that sounds very good.
So after dinner the four of us head down to the spa at the hotel and we tell them we want massages. Now, 2 of them are from Hong Kong and speak Mandarin. Joshua who came with me from work speaks Madarin as well. That leaves little old me feeling like she is lost. So they usher me into this little room and leave me. I am not sure what the protocol is here, and it is an uncomfortable length of wait. Finally a girl comes in and she tries to communicate to me what to do. Eventually we figure everything out and it begins.
And does it begin. I had mixed feelings that she was trying to break me in half, stab me through, and dig organs and muscles out of my body with her elbows. I like a firm massage, but this was verging on torture. But when they said I would get a full body massage they meant it. You have your basic back shoulder and legs, but how about inner upper thigh, butt, stomach, abs, eye lids, etc.
And somehow she managed to find a lot of knots in my body, at least I think that is why certain spots hurt more than others. And when she found them she worked them. And she was so tiny! And at times she almost had me crying!
I am still not sure if I enjoyed it or not. I will have to see how I feel in the morning. I will also have to see how many bruises I have in the morning. Good night!
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