
Look how beautiful the waterfall is....

And the trees are blooming...

He needed to get his hairs cut so we went to the old nabe. I sat in the corner with a view of.
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the sink. "Sink" is a generous categorization, as this had no running water. But there were gallon jugs available. Sorta.


The lovely man who cut his hair was, unfortunately, very, very sick and I felt awful for him.
I felt less awful for him when he used a strait razor that I watched him use on the guy before - no cleaning products required, apparently.

post script: at lunch, he ate tacos de cabeza - BRAINS!!!!!
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I love this kind of post... the whole day :-) xoh
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