Haircut

You would think there would be huge potential for something to go horribly wrong when going for a haircut in a Peruvian barbers where nobody spoke English, in fact there is probably a joke somewhere that starts that way. However, I managed to get the first haircut of my trip done by a nice guy called José for only 15 soles (£3.50) and I left still looking like me!

It may be a little shorter than I would normally go for and the speed at which José set about my head with sharp instruments put me a little on edge but considering the language barrier I'm pretty pleased/relieved.

In other news, I am back in Lima for a couple of days before Brazil and that means no more altitude-sickness tablets on this trip. Wooo! I am glad they prevented me getting altitude sickness but I will not miss the side-effect of painful pins and needles in my heels that woke me up and wouldn't go away no matter how much I wandered about.