Today's adventure in two words. Garra Rufa. What's that you say? 'Salmon skin roll'? Not quite. Garra Rufa (plural) are small 'nibbling fish' from Turkey and the Eastern side of things, and and feed off dead areas of skin. In recent years (with the first fish spa arriving in England only last year) Fish Spas have become increasingly popular, so I thought I'd give it a go! (I know - touching fish = gross.) I discovered it from my friend ALESS (there's your mention!) who does it frequently! I found THE spa (seemingly the only one) in Paris close to Jardin de Luxembourg which is on the left bank of Paris (under the Seine). I had a 20 minute session, and myohmy, it was pretty amazing! I thought I'd need a pack of piranha's to sort my feet out (which are a mess from a botched minor foot op), but it was so relaxing, only ticklish when the larger fish started manically sucking blood out gently nibbling at my toes, and it kind of feels like a little kitten licking your fingers, but not slobbery at all. It was really awesome, and you leave still with the tickling sensation round your legs and feet (I was paranoid it'd walked out with a fish still attached to my leg...)
3, rue des Fossés Saint Jacques, 75005, RER Luxembourg
Don't worry though - all my toes are intact, and my feet feel beautifully smooth! I could get quite used to this! (Although it is WAY cheaper in England.)
New bright idea - making the bed and THEN ironing it. Mostly a common habit of males, when they dare to pick up an iron, but I decided that the sheets were far too crumpled to ignore after their tumble dry, so ironed my bed. And I must say, it's a pretty ingenious idea! It was definitely a photo-moment, but excuse the weird pose as have you ever tried to iron a bed whilst taking a photo? No. Thought not.
And I've decided to break it to you all now, but I am DELIGHTED to announce that I have one of my best friends coming out to Paris in February. Commencing countdown: 2 weeks, 1 day. She is my motivation for staying sane, keeping calm and NOT doing something I may regret to the cleaner (or not..), and keeping up enthusiasm for surviving the weeks.
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