A couple of days ago, I got my first naked massage. Of course neither I nor Sasha had any clue that was what was in store for me. We were simply walking around in the rain and not really sure what to do with our last afternoon in Kerala and saw a spa and figured to see how much it would cost to get one. At 500 rupees for a massage and an herbal steam bath we figured what the hell, it’ll be a good time. The place seemed very professional and clearly stated that there would be no happy enders (in less blunt terms than that), so we were both fully content. I would have a man give me one and Sasha would have a woman, something likewise we were fully content with, as we have both had people of the same sexes give us massages. So when it came time to get our massages, we entered into different rooms.
As I have had a number of massages in the past I knew of course to take off my clothing while keeping on my boxers for both hygienic and professional reasons, but that day it was going to be different. As I approached the bed the man said to me to take of my boxers, which at first I thought was simply a communication misunderstanding. Wrong! For a moment I questioned if I’d be comfortable doing this, but I figured I’d be under a cloth or something instead of just laying out there for the viewing. Wrong! I was on the bed for the next hour with a fellow running up and down my naked body with his hands. Now I must assure at no time did he do anything that I’d question to be outside the professional code of naked massages, but this did not stop me from laughing non-stop and thinking what Sasha would think of this. I should add that the fellow giving me the massage was a very nice guy who had just finished studying for his certificate and getting married soon, After my massage, I got into a little box (still naked) and sat there as stream filled the box with my head sticking out at the top. Sadly, I didn’t think to ask the fellow to take a picture for all you guys to see on facebook. After the steam bath, my fellow figured to dry me off, which of course made me laugh even more and praying to God Sasha didn’t come into the room because I’d start to look like Ted Haggard. When I exited and saw Sasha, I told her what happened laughing and her response outside of laughing at me was, “They made me keep my underwear on!”
Anyone who knows where to find a Tamil Tigers flag? No matter how many store owners Pat asks it sets an uncomfortable and awkward tension immediately. Other than that, we have 13 days left on our trip – in Pondicherry currently and trying to make our way to Mumbai, and then to Delhi.
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