I just got my hair cut. People do it all the time so what's the big deal? I get mine cut every six weeks, so over the past 10 months, I have had my hair cut all over the world: Krakow, Lucca, Mcleodganj, Luang Prabang, Hong Kong, Christchurch and now Buenos Aires. Some were better than others, some cheaper than others. So what makes this hair cut blog worthy?
Well, it probably is the best haircut of the trip and while it wasn't the cheapest (India wins that one at $1.00 US), it wasn't the most expensive either. What makes this haircut significant is that it is the last! Not my last haircut ever, but probably the last haircut outside of the US and certainly my last during this round the world adventure.
We're starting to hit that point. The point where you start saying "This is our last train ride," "These are the last people we will be meeting up with," or "This is my last haircut." While all good things must come to an end and we are looking forward to coming home soon, there is definitely a sadness that comes with the "lasts." It was really hard to believe that we were going to be making this trip, and now, it's hard to believe that it is all going to come to an end.