So, after a few days of exploring the sites of Bangkok, John and I decided to get traditional Thai massages. So, we found a swanky place not too far from our swanky hotel. We showed up and were greeted with Thai tea and asked for an hour long Thai massage. We had a dual massage, which meant that we would be in the same room for our massages. What followed would be a rollicking hour full of laughs from all of us and groans from John.
Since I had already had a massage or two I knew what was involved with the stretching and twisting. It had been awhile for John and he was clearly struggling. Towards the end of the massage, the woman put him in a 'special position,' which John called the 'flying gepeto' as he felt like a rag doll of sorts being twisted and turned around. He was groaning so much that he made all of us in the room crack up laughing.
More later.......
Love, peace, and soul.
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