Quarterly a podiatrist visits the OFH. Usually I'm in SDAK when that happens. Today was podiatrist day and, as you both know, I'm now an inmate. So, I signed up and received a pedicure, compliments of my medical insurance company. 😀
Likely it's a feature of my age that many things bring back memories as did today's pedicure. Some years ago I was staying in a hotel in downtown Saigon, which has been renamed Ho Che Min, City. (I once saw Ho but that's a story for another day.) Needing a haircut I entered a Vietnamese barber shop. (Which reminds me of the sign in Bangkok advertising a barber shop, "BAR BER". which could be another story.) Back to Saigon; when I entered the shop there was a bit of a flurry and a middle aged woman entered the shop from a backroom. Apparently a foreigner as customer required the proprietor, perhaps she hoped for a generous tip.
As soon as she began cutting my hair a woman knelt in front of me. She unbuckled my sandals and while the barber was cutting my hair she gave me a pedicure. Can't say that's ever happened in America. Today's podiatrist pedicure brought back that memory.
Takk for alt,
Al
The Continental Hotel, Saigon where Joanne, L, and I stayed on one visit to Vietnam.
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