Over thinking the Bali Massage

I must confess, I am only fairly new to the whole massage thing in Bali. I had dabbled in manicures and facials for many years, however I just could not quite get to the point of stripping down, mostly naked in front of a total stranger, allowing him/her to rub oil ALL over my body. However, since everyone else was doing it (yep I will blame peer pressure) I thought hmmm I might be missing out on something here.
It might be due to the whole “ happy ending “ thing that I have come to associate a Bali massage with the more sensual ( read seedy) side of Bali, however I became intrigued and thought hmmmm you only live once, how bad can I it be right?
Well, my mind tends to go into overdrive sometimes and of course what is meant to be a tension releasing, time out, pampering session initially stirred my brain into a frenzy. Even just starting with the being handed paper undies? whats wrong with my own undies ? where do I put the undies when the massage is over ? do other people wear the undies? Am I weird if I don’t accept the undies ……
I would initially lay on the table and try to make sure my face is squished as comfortable as possibly into the arkward little hole, then I would notice the dribble bowl underneath which can at times be filled with pretty flowers, fragrant oil or if your are at one of the total lux places, a small screen with relaxing images ( I did notice that didn’t have any dribble on it)
Once the masseuse gets started I kind of start to ponder what they are actually doing. Are they standing on the massage bed above me to get to that angle? Are they using there elbows? Yep I must relax, this is meant to be relaxing, hmmm it does feel nice, hang on did she just touch my boob! Is she meant to touch my boob? I am sure she has touched 1000 boobs but why is she touching my boob?????
I might get really adventurous and one day actually respond when they ask “is this ok miss?” other than ” yes thank you ” in regards to gentle, medium and firm pressure. I have gathered my assertiveness skills to politely decline the paper undies these days.
Whilst my husband prefers to pay about 60 000 rupiah for his massages, he always returns saying, either he had a small gathering looking on and chatting to the masseur about what’s for dinner during his massage, or he has caught someone riffling through his pant pockets for small change a couple of times or during his massage or the masseuse was privy to a little more of his private parts than perhaps should have been on display ( I wont go into detail but I am sure you can imagine the male anatomy of which could fall out of the paper undies). These stories do make me laugh and may actually be the root cause of my Bali massage anxiety. I do prefer the mid price range where the table is at least long enough to cater for my 5’9 height ( some places have too short tables to perhaps check this out before you say you want a 1 hour massage.
These days after a beautiful massage I still ponder why I don’t leave the room looking as good as I feel. In my mind I feel toned, relaxed, beautiful and refreshed. I sometimes and perhaps shouldn’t glance in the mirror to see a creased, sleepy face with wild woman hair. In saying all this I now really enjoy a good massage and at the first hint of that massage oil scent I get the dreamy look come over my face. I have some of my favourite place to go for a massage listed in my App in the day spa section if your willing to trust my opinion. Always on the search for the perfect massage let me know your favourite places to head to when in Bali ?
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Traditional Markets ~ Denpasar, Bali.

The traditional markets, dotted all over the island, are always an adventure as well as a total overload on your senses including smells, tastes, sights, sounds and touch. Not for the faint hearted or slightly precious as the dried fish can be really pungent when combined with extreme heat of the day, a waft of body odour, getting lost in the guts of the 3rd floor can be a little nightmarish ( especially if your a as pale as I am) and whatever you do , DONT go to the toilet. Apart from all that some amazing bargains to be found even when they add a little foreigner tax on top, trinkets, fans, home wares, fruit, flowers, balloons, and all kinds of weird stuff, a true experience to behold.

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