When it comes to tattoo parlors there is not much I can tell you. In fact, before stepping through…read moreGalaxy Tattoo's thick curtains I had never been into one before. Yes, I've looked through the windows and at the examples thinking how much of a badass I am not, but never entered. So you may be wondering why now? A friend of mine wanted one and needed a person's hand to grip to death. That hand was mine.
Galaxy Tattoo is a trendy parlor as far as I know, clean, professional, and filled with artistic brilliance, completely different to the ones I've seen in Thailand or Wan Chai. I'd go so far as to say it looked welcoming. The lady who was wielding the buzzing needle on this day was called Carmen, a young, smiley, and patient person. I mean, you'd have to be patient with the undecided clients, "Should I do it? I'm here, I should, but... it's for life!" Sounds like a friend of mine before his wedding. Carmen went about her business, soothing our fears (I was also scared at this point, especially after seeing the needle vibrate) and reassuring us that it wasn't painful, or the pain would only be brief - Sounds like my friend's dad before his wedding. And low and behold she was right, after five minutes of buzzing, wiping away blood, buzzing, and so forth the tattoo was complete. It was a bit of an anticlimax if anything. There were no screams, no sprays of blood, just a simple common procedure that Carmen has completed countless times.
I was unfortunate not to have met the owner, a tattoo artist famed for his Japanese styled art, but being in the parlor, watching the procedure and meeting Carmen alleviated my fears somewhat. Loving parents, please do not read this next part - who knows, maybe I'll be back again to use my skin as the canvas!
