It was eight countries ago when I had my last hair cut so I figured it was time for another. I went to a salon today where the conversation went something like, “do what you think is best.” Getting a haircut in any language is always a test in my communication ability and faith. I like to think stylists know what is best for their clients.
Four hours later, with significantly less cash than when I walked in, I now have waves and a lighter color. She said it is best to build off your natural wavy hair than go permanent straight. The color will soften your look to match your skin tone better.
I have recently begun to wonder if being a vegetarian is elitist. In these countries I have visited, with histories of war, famine and hunger, in choosing to not eat animals, is it a good, honest, fair practice? When it is difficult to find meat, why would someone choose voluntarily to live like a peasant? When eating meat is a gift, is it right to say no? I have been a vegetarian since I was young, it is a process I have not wanted to participate in. Now, I wonder if it’s the right thing to do. I am not stopping my practice but have started to question the implications of my choice in this part of the world.
Photo – standing in the hallway of our residential hall, my new hair.