I never intended to be a writer.
But, some of the stories contained
in this book are simply stranger
than anything I could make up and
I felt that they were interesting
enough to share with others.
“One-hour oil massage, please,” he said.
“Is anyone available to do the
massage?” he asked.
“I am, but I think you might want
someone — strong. Can you wait a bit?”
I asked.
“No. You’ll be fine.”
We both looked at each other and burst
out laughing. We both laughed hard.
This man, I’d never met before, and I
were laughing until we were almost
crying. You see, I’m tiny. Well, for a
Thai woman, I am an average height.
Compared to Westerners, I am really,
really small. But, I don’t have the
strength that many other masseuses
have. I tend to do fine, almost surgical,
work on muscles. The massage I do is
done more with intention than strength.
Excerpt:
Behind the Curtain
from Vesica Media
Being a masseuse is somewhat similar
to being a hair dresser. One gets to
know peoples’ deepest secrets. Things
people would never dare share with a
spouse, their children or even a best
friend, are shared with the masseuse.
Why? It’s because people, when having
their hair done or having a massage, are
completely relaxed. They have nowhere
to go and nothing to do. A certain
honesty emerges that isn’t to be found
anywhere else.
These stories are all true accounts. Only
in Thailand could such strange events
happen. It is no wonder Thailand is
called "The Land of Smiles". One can
only smile at the sheer magnitude of the
beauty, the oddities and eccentricities of
human behavior.