Sunday 29 May 2011: Stacey
Saving my second birthday massage for today was a stroke of genius. Tired from a long journey but fully relaxed from a just long enough break, this was the icing on the cake.
I found a rope strung across the room when I arrived. "I'm going to do Chavutti today. Does that freak you out?" Stacey asked. It needn't have and didn't - she's just as good with her feet as she is with her hands.
So I finally felt relaxed enough to plug myself back into the Internet, catch up with those 183 emails and upload a backlog of Balearic Blips, which start here.