Afghan Haircut

I hadn't had my hair cut since I left home and was finally desperate enought to have Asa find a beauty salon within the Kabul safety zone. one we could easily and carefully walk to. Anyway, we got there and much to my surprise (and great pleasure) the salon was meticulously clean and the ladies there quite friendly. In the picture is the lady who cut my hair, Rasima (or something like that), who shared that many American and European women frequented her shop so that made me feel better too, even if it weren't true. They are used going off of hair styles they find in magazines, which there were many in the salon. Needless to say, there wasn't a single style that my hair could carry, so Asa had to describe to the woman what I wanted. She cut it shorter than I wanted but layer it well so I'm not at all displeased. Asa took this picture, it's obvious I need to teach her how to tell people to suck in their guts before taking the picture... they tend just ot click without warning. While there, I also treated Asa to a haircut which she needed desperately. Then we both had our eyebrows done. Oh man!!!!!!!!!! Instead of wax, she used a piece of string that looked like dental floss... I squealed. I didn't know I could squeal.

Today is an Afghan Holiday, Massoud. Massoud was a national war hero many years ago and there are a whole lot of things named after him to include the primary traffic circle in Kabul... Massoud Circle. I'll find out more about this holiday and share with you later. Then, EID starts on Friday. EID marks the end of Ramazan and is a three day celebration, again something I'll find out more for you later. Given Wed and Friday are holidays, all Afghans are also off on Thursday. So, it will be time for us Gentiles to catch up on paperwork. Our drivers and interpreters are not available (the houseboys who clean and do laundry either) and that's okay because no government officials will be working at the ministry.

Thank you Judy Chaput for naming my bathroom lizard... I now call her Liz. Ants are all still gone, but I haven't seen Liz lately.

This blog hug goes to Joanne Marziano who is always rescuing me from bad haircuts.