My encounter today

Posted by Claudia Moser on 2:39 PM in , ,
After 5 sleepless nights I thought that one massage would do the trick to get me in a stage which will enable me to rest. Luckily my colleague knows a great place in Shanghai and there was Zhang Li, a small Chinese lady with hands like steel. She started to ask many questions - where are we from, how come we ended up there, if I have children ... All in Chinese of course and my colleague did not get much relaxation, I am sure. I also asked her if she has children and she was so happy, she told me she had a daughter, 17 years old and a son, 15 years old. I was so surprised, she looked so young, but in the end she turned to be 34 years old! She was born in Anhui and came to Shanghai for a better life. She works in a 12 hours shift, day after day. She actually is busy for 7 to 8 hours, and her works is really intensive. I was impressed, she did a wonderful job and I hope that I will be tired enough tonight ...

And when I got out look who was waiting? She woke up just after I shot this picture, quite friendly!



I hope you enjoyed your massage and I hope you gave that little guy a pat when you were leaving he is so cute.

Oh My: that was a long sleepless night! I DO hope the massage worked and your having a sound sleep♬♬♬ How adorable the sweet kitty is, he /she must have sooth your mind as well, Claudia♡♡♡
Sending you Lots of Love and Hugs from Japan, xoxo Miyako*

A beautiful day, and a beautiful furbaby.

Oh I hope you sleep tonight. I hope you are not worried about something. Lots of hugs and kind thoughts.

I hate sleepless nights. Hope your massage helped!

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