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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.
-Saifon Summer
Non-fiction from
Saifon Summer.
A study in the behavior of
some tourists in Thailand
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.
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