It didn’t take long for me to realize that she was merely washing my dirty, travel worn feet before proceeding with the main event. At this point I am wondering if “Thai Massage” meant foot massage? It was the first time since I arrived that I felt truly clueless. She walked me back to a wooden bench where I removed my sandals and placed my feet in a bucket of water. As much as I wanted to go for the full hour, I felt a little unprepared for that. I pause for a moment before settling on the half hour Thai massage for 90 baht (a little less than $3). I spend a moment looking over their menu and a charming young Thai woman walks up and says “massage?”. I eventually wound up in a really cool side street behind my hotel, where I found one of the more lavish looking massage parlours (is that what you would call them? That sounds dirty…). Well yesterday morning I found myself with some time to kill, and decided to wander the streets near Khaosan Road and see if I could find an acceptable place to get my first massage. Well as it turns out, all of the legends were true, as every where you look you see all sorts of massages advertised for less than the price of a Big Mac back home.
I’d like to preface this post by saying I have never had a massage in my life or at least not a real one.įor years I have heard about these fantastic Thai massages that you can get for dirt cheap prices all over the country.
