Friday, March 25, 2011

Nothing Like a Decent Shave??

I'll preface this story with two items:

1.  I've always wanted a straight razor shave -- I want to lay in a chair with a hot towel on my face while some old Italian guy uses a straight razor to give me a shave, and he tells me about the mafia, pizza, or something of the sort. 

2.  I've learned that in Bangkok, ya gotta roll with the punches.  I realize that about 20% of what I say is actually understood, so there's no telling what I'll actually get when I order.  It's good times, and keeps me on my toes.  :)

So...

Of course, I realized that the chances of an Italian barbershop existing in Thailand is about the same as me getting a delicious bowl of queso here, but I figured I'd give it a try, and see what happens.  To start my quest, I searched the web and unfortunately didn't find any specifically named places.  Ok...Step 2 -- I'll try the wandering around approach...

During Step 2, I noticed a number of beauty parlors offering "shave."  Bingo -- I'm in luck.  It may not be the best, but this should be interesting.  As an aside, I had to shave my beard earlier in the week (it took me 3 brand new razors) b/c the heat and humidity was too much for an itchy beard.  When I walked towards the beauty parlor I had a nice two day's stubble growth.  I pointed at my cheek and said "shave?"  One of the women nodded and took me into the parlor.  "Sweet!"  I thought, "I'm in luck."

The "beauty salon" was more barbershop than salon.  Whatever; I'm rolling with it.  She put me in a chair and flattened the chair so I was in a lying position.  She grabbed a hot towel and massaged my face for minute.  Next step was to put some soothing shaving cream / lotion on my face...Cool -- this works...Then...

wait for it...

She busts out a $0.50 Gillette razor and starts going to town.  I almost died laughing.  I couldn't get too pissed b/c it was only $3, and she was really amusing.  She had a couple of zingers...

The first was as she was shaving my neck, she pulled down my collar a little and said, "Whoa!"  Then she started giggling and talked to the other women in the barbershop for a second.  She said, "You know what I tell them?"  Of course I did not.  "You know, 'ling'?"  Of course I did not.  "Mean 'monkey'."  She then offered me a full wax service -- which I refused -- she then said, "You grow hair back in 1 day."  I was really laughing at this point...

Finally, when we were finishing, she asked if I had been to one of the nearby red light districts yet.  She said, "You hansome, you chose young girl first."  Crazy, I tell ya.  Just another day in Bangkok...  

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