Ko-ni-chi-wa. Those were the first sweet words I heard from her. Her voice rang like bells tinkling under a soft water fall, and her face was like a fragile pink cherry blossom covered with a thin layer of steam from the hot pool. The natural thermal spa, often with both indoor and outdoor pools, is a rather pampering experience to relax your body and mind. It improves your blood circulation, and reduce your stress level. If you are feeling lethargic under all the pressure from work and life, this is a must when you visit Japan.
These days, there are fewer and fewer places in the world where you can experience authentic, traditional culture. A personal favourite is Japan. Service is great, food is tasty (and reasonable priced!) and the Geishas are beautiful, talented and in control. On a recent trip to Japan to close an important international merger, I experienced Japan to its fullest with a beautiful companion from the Japanese Escort Agency. I cannot thank her enough. I was recommended by a colleague from London to pay them a visit after yet another round of revisiting yet another set of revised terms and conditions. I declined of course. How embarrassing would that be! Visiting an Escort Agency! So, instead, to my great relief at the time, my colleagues took me to a Japanese thermal hot pool – perfect for a winters evening. (Although he assured me that he knew the best Japanese escorts London had to offer and we could pay them a visit when we returned to the UK)
As soon as we arrived at the thermal spa, they shoved a cold Asahi Beer in my hand, draped a hot towel over my head, and immediately, I couldn’t help but relax in the hot pool. I sat there for some time in silence, only dozing mildly. I remember musing to myself that I was warned that this was how Japanese men do business – in the hot pools. At least that’s what Sir Howard Stringer had to do before he took on the role of Global CEO of Sony! Anyway, not comparing myself with Sir Howard Stringer or anything like that, just pointing out that’s what I was thinking when I heard the soft shuffling of feet and silk followed by soft laughter. She said, Konichiwa, and poured some hot water over my exposed shoulders. Needless to say, I was mortified! I thought this was a men’s only pool, so I was wearing nothing except for the ridiculous towel on my head and a can of beer in my hand. Anyway, without going into the nitty gritty, I am admittedly very pleased with the Japanese Escort Agency and look forward to my next international assignment in Japan!
