Rejuvenate and Restore

We must have done more than 10,000 steps walking up down the streets of HCMC – a verifiable fact vouched by the body aches and sore muscles. At this “blooming” age, slightest exert would give instant signals to the body. Both Muni and I knew that we ought to seek help.

And nothing could be more blissful than a treat at the spa.

Spa Siam was a place we discovered on our first night in HCMC. We decided to try out its foot massage, hoping that it would help ease our sore feet. Ahhhhhh…….best nyer!!! The therapist started with a foot scrub, kinda ticklish but nice. Later when she skillfully massaged my aching feet, it was so relaxing that I instantly went into slumber. A real pro at locating the pressure points, the young therapist applied mild pressing to help ease my tensed muscles - such great physical relaxation and calmness.

The repeat visit was on our last day in HCMC. Unanimously we both agreed, nothing beats surrendering our aching bodies to Spa Siam's enthusiastic therapists. The two girls worked on our bodies, combining both ancient and contemporary techniques in a natural manner. I fell into slumber almost instantly again. When the session ended, I heard a faint voice telling me to open my eyes. Feeling a whole lot better after the 2 hours treatment, we were all recharged to head back home.

That was one bliss and to go for another one didn't seem like asking too much kan? After all we were on holiday, right?

It just didn’t seem complete if we ignored our other desirable and important asset – our crowing glory (ha..ha…whatcha think it was??). Grays all over, undesirably dry and tangled. Thus, it was obvious that we had to get it fixed.

Hair saloons in HCMC are plenty – ranging from the upmarket ones, located just a few blocks from our hotel to the small leery ones found in the back alley way of HCMC. The lady from Hong Anh recommended us the one near the Ben Thanh market. Good service plus price was reasonable that was what she shared with us.

Gambar hiasan je ni... :)

And what happened afterward was a delightful surprise. As we walked into the saloon, we were greeted by big built all so masculine guys. I seriously thought they were body guards or someone of ah long equivalent back home. Later I learnt that they were the stylist!!! Fuyoooo…imagine having your hair styled by hunks!!! So unlike the “awww ones” found in saloons back home.

The end result??? Oh yesss…rambut kami menyerlah semula after dibelai and dibelek oleh abang-abang stylist dari HCMC. Too bad we didn’t get snaps of them.

This entry puts a wrap to my HCMC RT serial. It has been two weeks since we our return and it's back to work as usual. And what is my present state of mind now? All recharged and some what motivated lah, and slowly recovering from the burns in the pocket (plus wait anxiously for the credit card bill to arrive).

Alhamdullilah, Ramadan is here again, another bliss alright. I take this opportunity to wish everyone a blessed month. May our fasting and prayers and other worship this month be pleasing to Allah. May He make it easy for us and strengthen us by it.