Blog by Sumana Harihareswara, Changeset founder
Spaaaaah
Hi, reader. I wrote this in 2002 and it's now more than five years old. So it may be very out of date; the world, and I, have changed a lot since I wrote it! I'm keeping this up for historical archive purposes, but the me of today may 100% disagree with what I said then. I rarely edit posts after publishing them, but if I do, I usually leave a note in italics to mark the edit and the reason. If this post is particularly offensive or breaches someone's privacy, please contact me.
Nandini gave me many presents today, including socks and a great trip to the Kabuki Springs & Spa in San Francisco. Kabuki S&S is:
- Tony. The clients and staff are courteous, everything smells nice, the firm provides the use of towels and robes and magazines.
- In "Japantown," which by my reasoning means "very near Chinatown," but apparently not.
- Near The Boom Boom Room, of which I'd only heard before from events listings in SFBG and the like.
- Near The Kabuki 8 cineplex, which does make sense.
I dunked myself in various baths and got a luxurious massage/seaweed wrap. Yes, a fellow prole rubbed mud and ground French seaweed over my body, and then made of me a burrito (tortilla: plastic sheeting and blankets). I was a burrito! Or human sushi, as the worker said.
It all felt fantastic, and I'll write more about the funny, the nudity, and the class implications later. For now: the last push to Christmas draws near in Retailistan, so I must hie myself to bed. Thanks, Nandini!
