As we get on the Dragoman truck for a couple of months next week, we both figured we should get our hair cut today. Now this isn't so bad for Nic as he just needs his already short hair cut a bit shorter. He took a copy of his passport photo along to give them an idea of the length, and was well away.
Mine isn't quite so easy. The cut isn't so bad as I could just tell her that I wanted it a bit shorter and no fringe. I had been pre-warned that fringes are in, so I would get one if I didn't specifically say not to. The tricky bit was the colour. Asking for it was OK, but as ever the problem is coping with the questions. And there were so many questions! With the hairdresser speaking absolutely no English, I was reduced to guessing based on what I did understand and hoping for the best.
Now I didn't relish the idea of meeting my travelling companions with green hair, so you can imagine that I was a little anxious when the dye came off and I could see the result. But actually it is OK. So am most relieved and can chalk up getting my first haircut in a foreign language as a success. A small success yes, but as I'm sure the ladies reading this will appreciate, it is an important one!
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