Thai Massaaaage!

These have ranged from the sublime to the ridiculous. Our first massage was by the sea on Lonely Beach which was a picture of paradise. Our second was a foot massage which was eye wateringly painful at times, but just what we needed after our first time getting lost in the jungle. However, after this, things went a bit weird. I (Stuart) went for a massage on my own to a place I thought looked official –whatever an official Thai massage parlour looks like. However, the lady seemed to be in a permanent state of confusion that I ACTUALLY wanted a massage, and looked perplexed when after an hour I got up, paid her, said ‘thankyou’ and left. The next was trully horrendous. Instead of relaxing music, I got a blaring television and a really good massage on my left arm (as that was in the direction of the TV). I then decided that this was definitely my last massage. However, after dinner in the remote village in Laos, 8 young Tribeswoman appeared in our hut in traditional dress and helped ease the pains of our hard day. Maybe not the end, but next time we go together.
(picture: efficient Laos sales technique...but we like it)