Vacation’s are often more stressful than every day life. This was one of those vacations. It was a ten hour flight with turbulence the whole way. The next day while my traveling companions were resting I decided to go for a walk only to lose my passport.
When I got back to the hotel the concierge handed me a business card. London chinese massage was hand written on it. She pointed me to the massage parlor down the street.
Upon entering the parlor I could smell clean sheets. I laid down with the sound of a trickling water fountain nearby. My massage began with long fluid strokes the full length of my back. With each stroke my worries were brushed away. The masseuse continued with a graceful strength that kneaded all the tension out of my body.
Wishing it would never end I became more relaxed with every passing minute.