He was referring to Phuket, Thailand,
which is the largest island in Thailand and is an international
destination and is home to many beaches.
So today, instead of going on a tour, we decided to treat ourselves to a much needed massage . Never mind
riding on elephants, petting the tigers and visiting James Bond's Phi-phi Island. Across the road from our tender port, were several massage parlours. They looked so inviting even if it was only 9:00 a.m.
“Sawadee Kha greeted the lady owner. The gentle greeting from this short Thai lady convinced us to
go for our much needed pampering.
Our friend Sandy and myself requested a foot massage and a pedicure while Bert went for the Thai massage . I was enjoying the foot reflexology when suddenly we heard Bert moaning and groaning inside the small cubicle covered by a thick cotton
curtain.
“What's going on?” I asked. “Are
you alright?”
There was no reply but instead, more
groans and moans plus sounds of flesh being pounded .
“Pain, pain, don't worry,” the
massager said with a thick heavy accent .
The time flew so fast and soon it was my time for the Thai body massage. I don't know why I got interested
but I think it was more of a curiosity rather than the search for a happy ending. Just like Bert, I went into a small cubicle covered by thick cotton curtains. There was no formalities. I just took off my clothes and with my small form flattened on the mattress, my eyes were wide with mingled anticipation, fear and fascination. A silent groan escaped my lips as the masseur first laid her elbows upon my shoulders and her savage hands clutched my arms. Without any
preliminaries, she started what I felt was a slow torture by continuous pounding on my back . She had but to raise her elbows so close to my body to dissipate the last remnant of apprehension so I
gave up the futile effort to make any more noises.
In seconds, I felt her knees on my butt and her strong lithesome form close pressed as she strode on my back. Like a tigress, she continued pouncing on my back and upper shoulders for what seemed like eternity. Despite my protestations, the intensity in the pounding seemed harder and more forceful.
“Pain, pain, don't worry. Just like
Papa, more pain . Same, same,” she said with her Thai accent.
Her hands moved steadily and as if by magic, I started to relax from the tip of my toes to the top of my head. Within minutes, I felt like a rag doll and I just surrendered to all her attacks. At times, I also moaned and groaned from the combination of pain and pleasure. As the muscles on my back and
shoulders knotted beneath the tension of her efforts, I felt lifeless. And when her elbows hit a dozen times more, I thought I got run over by a combination of a Tuk-tuk and a Thai elephant!
For a moment I lay with half -closed eyes . Here was something I had never experienced before. When she
asked me to turn around, I couldn't; because I felt so weak and relaxed which made my masseur laugh. The finale was when she cradled my head and my pillow in her lap and massaged my head and shoulders. I felt I was back in my mothers lap and gave me flashbacks of my Mom's healing touch. I never felt more relaxed than now as I lay in the lap of this strong Thai woman.
In comparison to my Mom's massage, the Thai body massage can be brutal and painful. It is definitely not
for everyone but of course, the results can be so relaxing too. With
the price of US$50.00 for two body massages, two foot massages, and a
pedicure, it sure was a happy ending !
Back on the ship, Bert and I got our
happy endings- a good night sleep!
which is the largest island in Thailand and is an international
destination and is home to many beaches.
So today, instead of going on a tour, we decided to treat ourselves to a much needed massage . Never mind
riding on elephants, petting the tigers and visiting James Bond's Phi-phi Island. Across the road from our tender port, were several massage parlours. They looked so inviting even if it was only 9:00 a.m.
“Sawadee Kha greeted the lady owner. The gentle greeting from this short Thai lady convinced us to
go for our much needed pampering.
Our friend Sandy and myself requested a foot massage and a pedicure while Bert went for the Thai massage . I was enjoying the foot reflexology when suddenly we heard Bert moaning and groaning inside the small cubicle covered by a thick cotton
curtain.
“What's going on?” I asked. “Are
you alright?”
There was no reply but instead, more
groans and moans plus sounds of flesh being pounded .
“Pain, pain, don't worry,” the
massager said with a thick heavy accent .
The time flew so fast and soon it was my time for the Thai body massage. I don't know why I got interested
but I think it was more of a curiosity rather than the search for a happy ending. Just like Bert, I went into a small cubicle covered by thick cotton curtains. There was no formalities. I just took off my clothes and with my small form flattened on the mattress, my eyes were wide with mingled anticipation, fear and fascination. A silent groan escaped my lips as the masseur first laid her elbows upon my shoulders and her savage hands clutched my arms. Without any
preliminaries, she started what I felt was a slow torture by continuous pounding on my back . She had but to raise her elbows so close to my body to dissipate the last remnant of apprehension so I
gave up the futile effort to make any more noises.
In seconds, I felt her knees on my butt and her strong lithesome form close pressed as she strode on my back. Like a tigress, she continued pouncing on my back and upper shoulders for what seemed like eternity. Despite my protestations, the intensity in the pounding seemed harder and more forceful.
“Pain, pain, don't worry. Just like
Papa, more pain . Same, same,” she said with her Thai accent.
Her hands moved steadily and as if by magic, I started to relax from the tip of my toes to the top of my head. Within minutes, I felt like a rag doll and I just surrendered to all her attacks. At times, I also moaned and groaned from the combination of pain and pleasure. As the muscles on my back and
shoulders knotted beneath the tension of her efforts, I felt lifeless. And when her elbows hit a dozen times more, I thought I got run over by a combination of a Tuk-tuk and a Thai elephant!
For a moment I lay with half -closed eyes . Here was something I had never experienced before. When she
asked me to turn around, I couldn't; because I felt so weak and relaxed which made my masseur laugh. The finale was when she cradled my head and my pillow in her lap and massaged my head and shoulders. I felt I was back in my mothers lap and gave me flashbacks of my Mom's healing touch. I never felt more relaxed than now as I lay in the lap of this strong Thai woman.
In comparison to my Mom's massage, the Thai body massage can be brutal and painful. It is definitely not
for everyone but of course, the results can be so relaxing too. With
the price of US$50.00 for two body massages, two foot massages, and a
pedicure, it sure was a happy ending !
Back on the ship, Bert and I got our
happy endings- a good night sleep!
