The Massage

One of the gifts Andi bought me for Christmas was a massage and I decided to make an appointment on my day off (I have a day's public holiday due to India Republic Day). The overall experience was great, if not a little painful - but there were a couple of moments that could only happen in India:

1. Two power cuts do not prove a stumbling block to my masseur - he just carries on, in the pitch dark and complete silence.

2. Someone decides to start drilling in the room next door, causing the mood to be temporarily disrupted.

3. The masseur said at one point "Sir, I have to go get some more oil, as your body is very hairy"..

I do feel relaxed though.