I wanted so badly for this place to be amazing, at least decent, being that it is less than 1 miles from my home. I enthusiastically called and scheduled, not quite knowing what to expect from a new place and heard, "$40 for full body". Sure! Sign me up, let's see what this place is about. Unfortenently after my experience I can generously give 2 stars.
Pulling into the parking lot I had to park in a dark spot on the far side of the parking lot due to the occupied spaces, 2 to be exact. I was happy when I got to move my car just before my massage thinking... ok, not bad so far. Minor hitch...solved.
Then upon entry I immediately noticed the strong smell of what used to be a Chinese restaurant.....or possibly Chinese food that had recently been microwaved. Again, no problem.. I can work with this. After being asked to pay "up front" I was beginning to get a little concerned. Never, have I ever paid for a service that hasn't happened yet but I went with the flow handing them a $50 asked for my change.... yes. Now please.
I go into the room and just as expected it's dimly lit, cozy bed..everything a normal massage place should have. Then the door closed behind me.. Really? That's just too much in a massage parlor that I've never been into! That leaves way too many questions to be answered! Which bed?.... Under the towel, or on top?... nude, clothed?.... First time here people!! It's cool though, everything got explained. She's got google translate.
Moving onto the actual massage....
There is no such thing as, "please focus on this area" or "I'd like to keep partially covered". Nope. They weren't shy about massaging my butt, I won't be embarrassed about letting them. It wasn't until the towel was placed over the back of my head a knee placed on either side of my head so she could better dig into my lower back that the pungent yet familiar smell that resided in the head rest...could very well be someone else's drool. Moving on from that unpleasant possibility, I almost laughed out loud when she had some kind of flash back to her years in China when she mistook my ribs for a washboard and started kneading back and forth with her knuckles until the sheer volume of blood under my skin started giving me pins and needles.
All in all... if you want a place to go for some quite and a nice oily rubdown fit for a bodybuilder about to go on stage, welcome home to Tea Spa. If you need legit theraputic treatment, you might consider another source
BTW, .... How do you say, "my butt isn't on fire so stop hitting it" in Chinese? read more