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We left Merida a couple of days ago, but I've been busy and decent internet has been a little hard to find.
Quick random Merida story, in the list of shit to do when getting ready for a big trip, one of the things I didn't get done was a haircut. We had a little extra time in the afternoon so I put the power of the Googles to work and searched barber shop near me.
Now Merida is considered by most to be the safest city in Mexico, and from the cities I've been to I would have to agree.
I see a place called Classic Barder Shop with amazing ratings. It's 6 blocks away and my dad said he'll come with me.
As we walk away the El Centro to the barder shop the streets get a little narrower, the shops and building a little dirtier, it's a little rough but we get there soon enough.
Open the door and Latin rap music is blasting, everyone in there are covered with tatoos and the walls have pictures of skulls on them. But I need a haircut, it's too late to go anywhere else, and hell, you only live once.
The owner of the shop turns off the music and we tell them we there for haircuts. He takes me to the chair.
It was amazing, he did this flipping thing with the scissors that was like how you flip open a switch blade. Comb comb, fast flip of the scissors, comb comb, flip. The man was truly skilled and had a flair that I had never seen before. The guy cutting my dad's hair was similar to the man cutting mine. Very cool dudes, and the best hair cut I've had in years.
Anyway, it still makes me smile how a random event like a haircut with my dad turned into an amazingly fun adventure.
(Yes, I have the sling bag. Apparently that seems to be an issue for some of you, lol)
Quick random Merida story, in the list of shit to do when getting ready for a big trip, one of the things I didn't get done was a haircut. We had a little extra time in the afternoon so I put the power of the Googles to work and searched barber shop near me.
Now Merida is considered by most to be the safest city in Mexico, and from the cities I've been to I would have to agree.
I see a place called Classic Barder Shop with amazing ratings. It's 6 blocks away and my dad said he'll come with me.
As we walk away the El Centro to the barder shop the streets get a little narrower, the shops and building a little dirtier, it's a little rough but we get there soon enough.
Open the door and Latin rap music is blasting, everyone in there are covered with tatoos and the walls have pictures of skulls on them. But I need a haircut, it's too late to go anywhere else, and hell, you only live once.
The owner of the shop turns off the music and we tell them we there for haircuts. He takes me to the chair.
It was amazing, he did this flipping thing with the scissors that was like how you flip open a switch blade. Comb comb, fast flip of the scissors, comb comb, flip. The man was truly skilled and had a flair that I had never seen before. The guy cutting my dad's hair was similar to the man cutting mine. Very cool dudes, and the best hair cut I've had in years.
Anyway, it still makes me smile how a random event like a haircut with my dad turned into an amazingly fun adventure.
(Yes, I have the sling bag. Apparently that seems to be an issue for some of you, lol)
