Wednesday, 24 June 2015
Foot reflexology, anyone?
This was at a nice "spa" at Jalan Sultan, a ground unit of a row of shophouses. (They actually have two branches along the road). They soaked your feet in a bucket of hot water first. Then followed a vigorous rub-dry with a thick towel. After a few "not so hard" from me and with the masseuse saying that he was hardly applying any pressure, the session progressed rather well.
So now, this foot reflexology thing is one of my greatest indulgence. My favourite masseuses are at this shop next to my optician or rather ophthalmologist (would never be able to spell this word without Google) at People's Park Centre -- its front has neon lights forming the shape of a foot. All their masseuses (in pink polo t-shirts) are great (save for one, my friend said, after a very unsatisfactory session where she said she didn't even feel a thing). Even my ophthalmologist would pop over to get a good massage occasionally.
There is one lady masseuse there who is particularly strong and would give you the most robust massage you would ever have in your life, unless you tell her "softer... softer... SOFTER!" But she is good -- and has become my friend's favourite.