Paula - Paula massages - 2 x nothing

So how to start? I'll probably catch it here, but that's just how it turned out. Like almost everyone, I wanted to experience a massage with a real master of this craft. Order a week in advance, albeit a little slower, but I understand the busy schedule. In addition to the above, I had another personal reason for the visit, but I don't want to discuss it here, I only mention it because I needed it to be done before Monday. The date Friday 10.45 suited me, I have about a 3-hour journey with parking, so I just have to leave in the morning. I couldn't wait, so I left earlier and had breakfast at the gas station in front of Prague. That's when I received an SMS that the massage was canceled for serious reasons. I understand, anything can happen. I am writing with regret that I have been on the road for quite some time, but that there is nothing I can do and I am turning around. I still tried a few girls that I would have liked, but either they couldn't or it was late in the afternoon.
So a turn and a house. I received an SMS with an apology and an offer for another time with a 50% discount. Fair girl. Ok, I accept that I will buy some extra time so that she is not at a loss again.
We agree on Wednesday at 12.30. I missed Monday, but I'm still looking forward to it and I'm thinking of a strategy for what to do with the extra time. Wednesday I confirm that I am leaving, but no answer. He's probably massaging, but I can't wait too long because I wouldn't be able to make it. I arrive around 12 o'clock, but it turns out that parking somewhere nearby will be a huge problem, especially when I'm driving such a huge American thing that takes up two spaces. Well, somehow it worked out in such a back alley, but it's quite a piece. I take a flower (yes, really, the thing that grows - as an excuse for annoying) and fall. Still no answer. 12.24, that is, 6 minutes before the agreed time, my phone beeps that the message that I am leaving has been delivered. I write that I am standing in front of the house. Delivered. Nothing. Grandpa walks in the door with a stick with two bunches of flowers. Somehow he is not doing well. So I help him up the stairs to the elevator. I remember someone wrote that it was a white door. Some are on the first floor, but also some on the second... I'll try to ring her number. It rings .. nothing . I'm writing if it makes sense to wait .. undelivered. Disappointed (meaning pissed off) I go back to the car. I expected everything, but not this. Thoughtful, I walked to the car. Finally some fun! A city policeman is pacing around my car with a boot. It's like if he wanted to put a baby boot on an elephant😂 The original wheels are big, but my car is raised and therefore even bigger wheels, so there's no chance. It's an American brand, so the ticket for the windshield wiper is about 💩. I am having fun for a while and then I tell him - "you won't be able to get the shoe there for five kilos". I pull out the "Boženka" from my pocket.

Isn't it yours by any chance?" "

"It's a complete coincidence 😀".

"And do you know that this is a parking lot for residents only?"
"Guys, firstly I don't understand your colored lines, I have my own parking lot at home and secondly, I'm not having a good day today..."

He peered at the flower and said sympathetically - "Didn't she come?"

"Sort of," I shrugged.

"Well, you know what, get out of here quickly, before someone messes it up again"...

Fair guys, unlike some. They didn't even want the "Goddess" .. I don't want to judge anyone, we don't know each other, so I wouldn't allow it. But it was enough to at least write "cough on you" or something like that... I waited on purpose for two days to see if there was any explanation... nothing. The sum total – two trips to Prague – petrol station + lost profit for hours – 30 – 40 thousand minus. But that doesn't bother me that much, I've already lost more in my life, like a tattered illusion that if someone is good at something, they don't have to.... well, it doesn't matter anymore. So I quickly go home, lift something to the gym and do a little boxing to release the accumulated anger. That always helps.

As a sticker for the hurt feeling, I arranged a massage with Mary on the way (I didn't always get it right with her) at Candy. I hope they won't cancel it there...🤣 But about that in the next review...

PAULA – Paula massage

Massage - none

Length – well I was looking forward to 10 days

Price - maybe 35 thousand 🤣 minus

the link is no longer here

Rating – 😟 – flop (what else)

Actually, I wonder if the admin will even put it here...🤔