The Mods, in their infinite wisdom locked the thread on comparisons of MP's vs Indie providers, but I decided to take the plunge, and visit a massage parlour. Not a review, just observations of why I'm unlikely to go back:
1.The door is locked (understanadable), and one has to ring a bell. So, there I am, on a hot day, on a busy street, trying to look inconspicuous next to busy shops, while I wait (what seemed) and interminable amount of time before gaining entry.
2. Greeted by an attractive young woman who can barely speak English, but asks me how many times I've visited, how long I want and the price. It seems expensive, but I don't haggle. She leads me to a darkened room, and I'm left, while she leaves. I assume I'm to undress and get on the table, which I do.
3. There is a lot of noise coming from other areas. Women talking, laughing, a few male voices, doors opening and closing inside and out, buzzers, phones, people walking around, taps running. I wonder how relaxed I'll be, or if I can even concentrate. I wait.
4. A few minutes go by and the lady returns. Stilted conversation, she starts a rather weak rub of my back and shoulders, even though I ask her to be more strong.
5. Things progress. I try to think nice thoughts, but the noise of other people is distracting.
6. I hear rustling as I am being massaged, and am surprised, whe she suggests I flip, to see she is partially naked. She has a decent body, and proceeds on to very good service.
7. Finish, she praises me and requests I visit her again. I'm non-commital. I ask for a washroom, and am directed to a not very pristine toilet, with one small towel, and a waste bin with tissues.
So, despite the attractive provider, and her good service, I was distracted, more nervous than alone with an indie and felt less a part of the activities than just part of a routine, if that makes sense.
1.The door is locked (understanadable), and one has to ring a bell. So, there I am, on a hot day, on a busy street, trying to look inconspicuous next to busy shops, while I wait (what seemed) and interminable amount of time before gaining entry.
2. Greeted by an attractive young woman who can barely speak English, but asks me how many times I've visited, how long I want and the price. It seems expensive, but I don't haggle. She leads me to a darkened room, and I'm left, while she leaves. I assume I'm to undress and get on the table, which I do.
3. There is a lot of noise coming from other areas. Women talking, laughing, a few male voices, doors opening and closing inside and out, buzzers, phones, people walking around, taps running. I wonder how relaxed I'll be, or if I can even concentrate. I wait.
4. A few minutes go by and the lady returns. Stilted conversation, she starts a rather weak rub of my back and shoulders, even though I ask her to be more strong.
5. Things progress. I try to think nice thoughts, but the noise of other people is distracting.
6. I hear rustling as I am being massaged, and am surprised, whe she suggests I flip, to see she is partially naked. She has a decent body, and proceeds on to very good service.
7. Finish, she praises me and requests I visit her again. I'm non-commital. I ask for a washroom, and am directed to a not very pristine toilet, with one small towel, and a waste bin with tissues.
So, despite the attractive provider, and her good service, I was distracted, more nervous than alone with an indie and felt less a part of the activities than just part of a routine, if that makes sense.
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