Vietnamese Hair Wash for the WIN!

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Anyone really close to me knows how much I just absolutely LOVE a good hair wash.
Well, today, I experienced the most unique hair wash ever!

After an exhausting week (I'm truly a crazy workaholic and an abnormal exercise obsessed person) and then a terrible nights rest, I decided that today was the day that I would finally treat myself to my first hair wash in HCMC. I had heard that a hair wash here was quite good and that it usually included a very long head massage, so I was really looking forward to it.

At the salon, after waiting my turn, I was asked to remove my shoes and to go upstairs. When I arrived at the top, I noticed that there were a few ladies laying down on "tables" being massaged. I was asked to lay down on one of them too, which had a sink at the head. Already, I had so many thoughts and questions running through my mind. In the beginning, the young lady started washing my hair and massaging my head. Everything seemed fairly normal. Suddenly however, she started spraying my face with water - and not by accident! It was time for the face massage - duh! I'm not too sure what she was putting on my face, creams of some sort I believe, but also at one point, I think there may of been some fresh cucumber slices all over my face. Following the face massage, it was back to the hair and head again for a bit. Finally, I was suprised with a brief upper body massage - back, shoulders, arms and hands. When I returned downstairs, two other employees treated me to a nice blow dry and - voilà!

ALL THAT...for approximately...12.50$!

They might just be seeing a lot more of me over the next 2 years!

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