Hairy leggs

During my two weeks on the sail boat I was without a razor and my hair was allowed to grow untamed.

I wasn't too concerned in the middle of the ocean, but once we hit land I became self-conscious. Phuket is the land of massage and salons parlor so I assumed it would be easy to find somewhere to get my first ever leg and bikini wax.

The idea stuck and I spend my first few days inquiring and miming about places to get the job done. (This was a humbling process.) But I finally found a place in Raiwi Beach. Three days after the discovery I returned to complete the mission.

I spent 1.5 hours at the T&P salon with two Thai ladies ripping the offending hairs, and at times plucking them with tweezers, from my legs. The whole time that I'm trying not to squirm in pain the owner's 2-year-old daughter is handing me toys, putting stickers on my body and at one point plucking the hairs from my arms, mimicking her mother. She was actually a welcomed distraction.

Then it was bikini line time...Of course my first experience had to involve to tiny Thai ladies chattering away in a foreign language armed with wax and fabric. The little girl said “ouch” for me every time they ripped away.

It was worthwhile and I'm still razor less.