Sunday, January 19, 2014

HAIR CUT

Despite all warnings from friends, family, and every foreigner I can imagine, I decided to get my hair cut in Thailand today. Actually, my (farang = foreigner) friend Lindsey recommended the woman that she and our Thai friend Vallapa go to, and my hair was so beyond gross that I figured something was better than nothing. 8 months with tangles, humidity and split ends was creating desperation. Luckily, it turned out really well!





Only in Thailand does the hair salon double as a wedding gown shop and a dry cleaners. And only in Thailand does my view from the chair contain shabby store fronts, tin roofs, and banana trees.

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