An Adventure Of Another Sort

Mexican Barbershop.

I needed a haircut.  Before I left I asked my haircutter (Tara) whether she might show Ann how to cut my hair.  She (sagely) told me to "man up" and make getting a local haircut part of the adventure of the trip.  So, hair getting long-can't put this off any longer.  Here are the results:

Took a while to find one, but once you're there, it's unmistakable; this is a barbershop all right.
OK, can't put this off any longer....
Do I look nervous yet?
"Use the #2 clipper and leave the ear..."
Success! I even got a lollipop!
Posted in 2011/2012-Baja/South Pacific · 2 Comments

2 Comments

  1. Elan on December 9, 2011 at 1:48 PM

    If that was a dentist I'd be nervous. But a barber? Nah. In the worst case, don't you have the blond wig?

  2. JHam on December 13, 2011 at 2:25 PM

    Jeez Bob, did you have to scare the crap out of the barber about screwing up the haircut? He looks petrified.

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