But nothing could really prepare him for this new aquatic sensory experience: dunking his feet in a tub filled with "doctor fish" who took it upon themselves to eat the dead skin off his feet! We all tried it. And once we got over the tickling and surrendered to the pulsing sensation a hundred-plus fish created while nibbling at us, it was actually quite soothing and relaxing - even though it was weird and wild. It didn't hurt. No blood was drawn and no fish were harmed (that I know of). Jack would have stayed a whole hour - had the session not only lasted ten minutes. The dunk was immediately followed by a half hour foot massage which eventually sated his appetite but my boy was hooked on fish spas.
And thus every outing we set upon after that, for the remainder of our stay in Singapore, was always colored with his longing (okay, whining) about finding another fish spa to go to.
Jack was near tears when this field trip did not materialize and I promised that we would try and locate one in Hong Kong and go there, time permitting. I did eventually locate one in Kowloon but it was much too far away from where we were to go hunt it down. It wasn't until we started talking about his obsession with Kenwyn and Doug that we discovered that they had been to one in Macau. This revelation cemented our resolve to visit the country. I really did not want to return home to the U.S. without making this happen and they were kind enough to watch Makena for me while I took Jack and Esme to have our feet doctored.
I swear, if this had not happened, he would still be talking about it and airing his disappointment. I eventually found out that there is a fish spa in Las Vegas and one somewhere in Ohio but I have kept this information to myself.
Food for thought.
Isabelle
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