Adventures in Cupping

When I was in Hangzhou, I went for a nice massage (not the happy ending kind).

After the massage there was an awkward moment where she started pointing to her mouth and making dodgy noises. I couldn’t understand what she was saying in Mandarin, but then she tried Cantonese and I got it. She was asking if I wanted anything to eat.

I turned down her kind offer and she then offered me cupping. The price seemed reasonable, and I’d heard about it before so I thought why not give it a shot.

Here is the result:

I can safely say I WONT be doing that again.  I thought it was a bit painful when she put them on and it started sucking my skin up into the cup. The process of removing them was something completely different. Only thing I could liken it to is having a plaster the size of your palm ripped off, repeatedly.

If, however, you enjoy pain and are happy to pay a reasonable price to receive it then I believe this is perfect for you.