The day started off a normal day with good food, a concert and long bus rides. Then finally we arrived back at the hotel at 9:30pm, with two hours of free-time. Our guide had mentioned that the spa at the hotel was the best in the city, and very well-known. I asked at the front desk, and they said that foot massages were $6. Since I had never been to a spa or had a massage before, I thought this would be a good opportunity to get a good inexpensive massage. So, I went to the Men's Spa Room and got an electronic key, and was motioned around the corner of the fancy room to a locker. They opened the locker which contained two hangers, and then they said, "clothes in there." I was taken off guard, and I thought that maybe I got confused. I said, "I want a foot massage," but of course none of the four workers spoke English. They found a Chinese businessman who spoke English, and I tried to ask him how much the foot massage was. I pulled out my Chinese money, but he did not understand. Then I looked to the room ahead to find a bunch of other East guys butt naked. I was horrified, and just told the men I would be right back. I went upstairs to find some of the other guys here were planning to go there and ask if they knew what was going on, and then I saw two of them walking in robes from their room (I am still not sure if they had anything underneath). Anyways, I saw Diana Yu (the East girl on the trip who speaks Chinese) who said she would talk to the Spa people, but I thought it was awkward enough. I ended up finding our tour guide who said that you had to take off your clothes, put on their sandals, and take a shower. Then you can put on the spa shorts and go up for your spa. By that time I had had enough, and a $6 foot massage did not seem worth it. So instead I am writing this blog. Hope it was entertaining!
Jeffrey LeFevre