So novel I had to try—the Malaysians are really into these treatments, the spas are numerous. Three Ringgits (less than 1 USD) buys your feet ten minutes in a pool with thousands of hungry ‘Doctor Fish’. Not advised for the ticklish or fish-phobic, the three inch toothless fish swarm your submerged appendages in a feeding frenzy, pecking off dead skin and apparently increasing circulation. Either I was in dire need of a cleaning or I taste particularly good because the fish gave my feet far more attention than the others in the pool. The sensation of looking down at your feet lost in teeming fish-boots as your bit by hundreds of tiny mouths does get heart going—I think this is the “increase in circulation” they claim. It was worth it for the good laugh and my feet did feel cleaner, but it is the type of experience that once leaves you fulfilled for a long time.
The view from above--I had a serious school going
I wonder if different nationalities taste different?
Even the hardcore Muslim women who only show their eyes in public will stick their toes out for these beloved fish.
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