Posts from — March 2009

Ok, I am not the most adventurous girl. One who is very teeerrreeeified of height. But I had my first wonderful parasailing experience in Bali.

February 2009 – Bali, Indonesia

February 2009 – Bali, Indonesia

I was desperate for a haircut. It was one of those days, the head felt so heavy with hair, it barred my thinking and senses. So I looked.

Its not so easy finding a hairdresser of my kind in Brussels. There is no one to blame except me who didnt make much efforts yet in learning the local languages. Often, I felt mute, only pointing at pictures, gesturing and then leaving the rest to what may come. But I don’t like suprises so much. Except when the outcome surpases what I had hoped for.

Anyway, so I really felt like a haircut on Friday night. Being a tech geek I am, I googled. It kindda feel exciting discovering the unknown.

I was late. As usual.

But it was ok for him for there was another client he was still busy with. He looked geeky. Maybe is that old school style that I have never quite caught up with. And looked really tired too. Shit, this cannot be a mistake but oh well, since I am already here, I’ll give it a go, I thought to myself.

There he went. Snip. Snip. Flip. Flip. All with style. And all totally engrossed in my crowning glory. As a onlooker thru the mirror, he looked like a painter painting his masterpiece or even a sculptor. Its the first time, I saw an artist in my hairdresser. He didn’t stop. I tried to stay as still as I can.

Then he say stand up. I jumped and continued to stay as still as I can. He continued. And continued. (Never been done standing!)

After more than an hour of snip snip, finally, we both saw satisfaction in each others eye.

He, in his art piece.

Me, and my new look.

And loads inspiration to write thereafter. Somehow in return, the hairdresser inspired the writer in me.