Kat and a friend arranged to have a facial at a nearby spa. When asked if they could make appointments for 10:00 on Saturday morning, the jovial, personable masseuse threw back her head and laughed out loud. "Come with me," she said and beckoned Kat to follow. In the back of the establishment, she parted the curtains and there was one reclining chair. "Only one person at a time," the owner said. "But maybe I can do something for you." She went on to suggest that while one had a facial, the other could receive a full body massage, then they could trade places. The entire two hour treatment for $30. Who has to think about that?
When they arrived for the appointment, the masseuse took them into the back, drew the curtains, and in a low voice said, "I have something special." She filled three shot glasses with vanilla vodka and handed Hershey kisses to them as a chaser. The three of them knocked them back, and our friend said to Kat, "I don't have to keep looking for a spa anymore. Any place that offers me chocolate and vodka gets my business." Ah, Thailand.