Hairy Situation

Oh, did I mention I’ve had a haircut? I figured I’d had the ponytail for long enough – time to chop and change! Big thanks to Susie, hairdresser extraordinaire, for the new look. I walked into her salon without a clear view in mind and chose to trust her judgement. A lot of skill, patience and a bit of magic later and, well, the results speak for themselves. Here’s some fun trivia: Did you know that Susie, who is my Godmother Irene’s cousin, gave me my first haircut ever?

I’m really enjoying the short hair. So far I’ve saved a fortune on conditioner and I no longer live in constant fear of a hairband breaking and the embarrassment of being caught out without a spare. On the flip side, I do miss having my luscious locks float majestically on the breeze as I cruise along on my GS500…

In an odd twist, I’ve been getting a lot of compliments about my beard since the big snip. I mean, people – most people – have noticed the new hairdo, but there is a surprisingly high number of people who have instead noticed my “new” beard.

Here’s some more trivia for you: my beard is not new - far from it. In fact next month marks the fifth anniversary of that day I missed a sizeable spot shaving.

In other news, I recently happened upon two more pieces I wrote in Malaysia, Day Seven and Day Eight. I had originally planned to write one post for each day of the trip, but that was pretty ambitious. In the end I was simply too busy having fun on my holiday :)