Day 4 - headed to the spa again with the Americans. This time uk chick, one of my roomies joined us. The spa we prevousky visited was shut so we ended up going to the one near our house with the crazy wires all over it. Unfortunately, the pamphlette outlining their services was in Vietnamese and the people there couldn't speak English! Lol the only type of facial we understood was one with the word vitiman c on it, so deciding that could only be a good thing, Jane and I chose to have it. Meanwhile uk (Charlotte) and other American ( Beth ) wanted to get a wax.  I decided to get one too. This one we had to demonstrate lol how do u demonstrate getting a bikini wax to a non English speaking person? Well they got the picture and pretty soon we were led into a room  with four beds next to each other. There were curtains that only went halfway so were pretty much useless in terms of privacy! Pretty soon we were lying on the beds and had a woman tending to all of us. Jane was straight on to facial while uk, anerican and i stripped away in preparation for r bikini wax. Lady points down and says something in Vietnamese. I have no idea what she says so I just nod and smile. Funny how some people still proceed to talk to u in their native tongue regardless if they know u won't be able to understand them.  Next thing I know she produces a tub of hot wax and a copy of a Vietnamese magazine. I thought she was going to give me the magazine to read but instead she rips off a page, dips it into the hot wax and straight onto my..... I stared in horror at therealisation that she was going to use the magazine page to wax off my hair!  WTF?!  Not only that, I also noticed she wasn't wearing any gloves. Talk about unhygenic! Nevertheless I sucked it up n went through with it and just accepted that not every country works the same way.  Fortunately using a magazine paper wasn't as painful as to the wax back home! So while lady was waxing another lady approaches with a trolley full of facial products. By this time I've decided there was no point being embarrassed and tryin to hide what little modesty I had left. as the faciAl lady proceeded to massage my face and wax lady wax my bikini area I just started laughing out loud. Everyone turned to me and started giggling as well. I told them in English not that wax and facial lady could understand that this was the craziest and weirdest thing that's ever happened to me. Getting a bikini wax and facial at the same time, spread eagled with three other people I've just met in the same room next to me notwithstanding the other workers! It's come to the point where it's not even awkward anymore it's just funny! I mean it can only happen in Vietnam! By this point we were all shaking in hysterics as our situation dawned on us. What a sight we nust have made! Lady workers just looked at each other shrugging their shoulders n decided to laugh with us aswell. This caused another round of laughter from us as we looked at each other n thought WTF?! Lol I've never laughed so much since I left Australia. Laughter us such a universal thing. Us foreigners laughing at our position and Vietnamese laughing because we were laughing or possibly laughing at us? Regardless, in that small spa room with the four beds, we were bound together us one through laughter. It didn't matter whether we couldn't understand one another, it didn't matter about our different cultures, only one thing mattered and that was funny.   By the end of it we all felt invorigated n refreshed. So much so that Jane decided to stay back and get a massage.