Sunday, 17 November 2013

Titles are overrated

I remember last week Monday. I distinctly remember waking up around 4:30am, sorely wishing that the weekend wasn't over, and being very disappointed to find that it was. I also remember Friday night - a warm night filled with good coffee and great conversation. However, I can't seem to recall any of the days in between - something to do with time flying by and all that. 

And this is what every week has felt like this year: fleeting insignificant moments, cascading into vacuous dreary days, blurring into wearisome weeks, with each mind-numbing month drenched in a haze of obscurity. 

And then I had grand plans to break away from this lovely rendezvous with monotony but my trip to Grand Canaria (The Canary Islands) to visit (and holiday) with family had to be deferred, because while I cherish the dehydration and aching limbs acquired on long-haul flights, I'm hardly ever desperate enough to pay the exorbitant last-minute holiday-season inflated prices, just to get there.

So, I've been using my time to catch up on a long list of unread books and amusing myself in uncharted territories - the most recent being a day trip to a Thai Spa. Since it's a relatively new establishment offering 50% off on all their treatments, one of my cousins had decided that it would be a great way for us to spend the day together.

Now, initially, I was quite skeptical. I'm just not a Spa-kinda-gal mainly because I don't like the idea of strangers touching me. Add to that, I was quite concerned about how I'd react to having a very attractive Thai girl looking at my boobs and touching my ass. But for the sake of throwing caution to the wind, I embraced the unknown. It wasn't like I had anything better to do... no celebs to stalk, no rainforests to save, and no mission to the moon to prepare for.

At first, I was quite mystified by the monkey acrobatics that the very attractive Thai girl was performing on my back, but soon I eased into the business of unwinding and time seemed to do what it usually does - fly by. Before we knew it, the hour was up and I found that I quite enjoyed feeling de-stressed and relaxed. In the end, I wanted to take her home with me, brush her hair and feed her chicken soup... temporarily convinced that we connected and that I may have "feelings" (kidding!)  :)

15 comments:

  1. Glad the masseuse relaxed you, but that sounds too much like putting a band-aid on a battle-axe wound.Let's launch a Kickstarter campaign to send you on a proper vacation. Getting way out of town for a week can make some of the subsequent monotony feel a little less like monotony.

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    1. @Roving Retorter - Ha! Wouldn't it be quite funny to see all these people campaigning in earnest and for passerby's to find out that the cause is Me going on holiday! :D

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  2. ha, hilarious. can I come and you feed my chicken soup too? I love Thai spas. their massages are just to die for. I love head, hand and feet massages. oh, I might have to get one of them soon. the other spa stuff, facials and mud wraps and stuff, is not really my cup of tea. but a good massage...

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    1. @Petra - Sure come on by, I have chicken soup and grapes and I'll comb your hair too :)

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  3. Add to that, I was quite concerned about how I'd react to having a very attractive Thai girl looking at my boobs and touching my ass.

    My sense is that a Thai girl would might like it just as well as anybody else would ---

    I wanted to take her home with me, brush her hair and feed her chicken soup

    And it turns out that I was absolutely right.

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    1. @LL - I offered to give her a massage before I left, turns out she was good - didn't need one ;D

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  4. A good relaxing day for you. Wonderful. And your post was a funny as well. Also wonderful. Cheers to you with a great big side of boogie boogie.

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  5. Ooh, I've never had a thai massage! It sounds like it was very relaxing...

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    1. @Deidre, I highly recommend it ;)

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  6. I am so glad that you got to relax finally - you needed the de-stressor!

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    1. Thanks Ruth. Hope you're treading on the stress-free side of life :)

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  7. I once had a Lebanese massage.
    I say massage because the next morning all my bones and joints felt like they had a good working over, but in reality it was just a hefty bouncer who man-handled me out of the club for being underage.

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  8. Exorbitant last-minute holiday-season inflated prices... That's us humans in a nutshell.

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  9. And this is what every week has felt like this year: fleeting insignificant moments, cascading into vacuous dreary days, blurring into wearisome weeks, with each mind-numbing month drenched in a haze of obscurity. - Love this paragraph. Beautifully written and goodness knows I feel it :)
    Made me laugh how you wanted to take the masseur home and brush her hair! LOL! Glad you enjoyed it.

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