We went to get massages at Quan Yin Healing Arts Center last night. Paul has been needing some TLC for a while now. I usually only get massages when I’ve been running a lot (and I haven’t gone running for months now) but Paul didn’t really want to go so the only way I could make him was if I went too. They do acupuncture and all that other stuff there (its not a spa.) So when you walk in it smells funny like a mix between a health food store and incense. Then they made us fill out forms like we were going to a doctor. In the massage rooms it smelled normal. The massage was an hour long and it was divine. If you go there get Ginger, she did a good job.