There were windows up high letting in a soft warm breeze and a radio softly playing some Thai music the table was covered in immaculate white sheets and some nearby incense smelled like lavender. They led me to a back room, quiet and private. Because there was no-one waiting and the lady at the desk said this masseuse was their best, I scheduled a two-hour block with her. I walked through the parking lot and asked if there was an opening. I decided to take a walk when the rain lightened up. I had worked out until my muscles and joints were hurting and needed a break. The rain was coming down in a constant downpour. Yesterday I was a little bored and didn't have anything to do until work the following day. My favorite masseur had a remarkably beautiful young man with raven hair, big lovely brown eyes and coffee-colored skin. Traveling was taking a toll on my body and I would visit the parlor every day and quickly became a regular. I called the number and scheduled an appointment. All I could think about was an experienced masseuse and to feel his oiled fingers massage all the knots out of my back and neck. Then he went to describe how relaxing the massage was where he almost fell asleep from the masseurs hands. I was pleased when my business associated handed me the parlor business cards.
AT first I was leery about these places as feared they would be some sort of sex club but one of my coworkers told me about a spa that he had been to which set me at ease. In Thailand, there must have been a hundred massage parlors within walking distance. One of the wonderful things about traveling is to relax with a massage. The nightlife was still fun but pouring rain put a damper on the daytime fun and walking around meant you were going to wear a plastic poncho or get soaked to the skin. People deserted the beaches in favor of the shops and bars. its almost like a flip switches and the sky becomes liquid. I've been in Florida during the summers but rain over here was more intense. Needless to say, I did my best to avoid the tourist traps. In a way, they were having a contest as to who could consume more liquor and be louder than the other group. One of the things that I find funny about traveling is how easily it is to spot tourist and on this trip I wasn't sure who was drinking more, the American's or Germans. I'm bi-sexual and find the people very attractive. Now my first week in Thailand was amazing as the county is beautiful and exotic as are the people. Thankfully, the hotel and office had great air conditioning. This time of year was monsoon season, which meant the days were oppressive, humid, and hot.
I had been in Thailand for a week and was feeling crappy with too much pent up energy. My current project was to perform an audit on one of the hard drive manufactures. Now that I'm 26 I'm starting to think about family and other aspects of life and hoping that I get promoted to management and a desk job. While I'm thankful to have a job that pays handsomely, at times I wished that I didn't have to travel so much.
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