…because yesterday afternoon, I had a Thai massage for the first time ever, and it blew my freaking mind. I’ve kind of been a massage junkie for a lot of my life, especially when it comes to deep tissue (Swedish? Forget about it). I had never had a Thai massage before, because the description of “stretching and manipulating the body into yoga like poses” sounded lame to me. Yes, I said lame. Little did I know that Thai massage is intense. Like, wonderfully, amazingly, blissed-out-to-the-max intense. There is stretching, for sure, but you need it in between periods of intense kneading and prodding.
Turns out I’m the one who’s lame. It was unbelievably therapeutic! My shoulders and back had been killing me, and after walking out of the studio, it felt like I was both drunk and on some sort of other drug. Almost like I was lightheaded — but in the most relaxing way possible. My muscles felt a million times better, and I immediately started scheming about when I can go back for a longer session (I read online that traditional Thai massage lasts TWO HOURS. Sign me up!). The best part about Thai massage? In my experience, it’s still pretty easy to find it without paying ridiculously high spa prices. Done and done.
Someone told me years ago that in Thailand, you can get a long Thai massage on the beach for like a dollar. World travelers, is this still true??? If so, Thailand just moved up to the top of my list of places we need to visit!