I've always been curious to try <strong><a href="http://www.drweil.com/drw/u/ART00546/Reflexology-Dr-Weil-Wellness-Therapies.html" target="_blank">reflexology</a></strong>, a form of body work that focuses primarily on the feet.  I suppose the reason I've never followed through is because when I go in for a massage, I want the whole shebang.  I can't think of too many things in this world that I love more than a shoulder and back rub.  Ahhhh...

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One day when I was eating at THE best Vietnamese food in my fair city, Justina (the owner of Cyclo who just so happens to be my friend) relayed a reflexology story of epic proportions.  She visited a reflexology place a couple of blocks way where she received a reflexology massage by a little old Chinese man.  Not only did he give her the best foot massage of her life, but he also dished out medical advice and psychic insights into her future.

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She had me at insights.

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I showed up with at the massage parlor in a flurry of excitement.  I could wait to meet this reflexology local legend who would delve into my feet while reading my soul.

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I perused the menu of services in the lobby.  $20 for a half hour reflexology.  $30 for an hour reflexology.  What a bargain!  I wondered if I wanted to my feet rubbed for an entire hour.

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A woman greeted me.  "I've never tried reflexology before.  I'm not sure if I would like the 30 minutes or the 60 minutes."  She appeared confused and led me to a dark room with oversized chairs.

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I heard chatter in another language coming from the hallway.  A young man came in and stuck my feet into a warm bucket of water lined with a garbage bag.  Not exactly the most aesthetic presentation, but sterile.

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