Best. Haircut. Ever.

Well, all my fears about my lack of Japanese ability and/or a suitable photo of my hair as I like it being a problem were absolved today. I went to the hairdressers just down the road from my soon to be ex-residence. The staff were extremely polite (which was a bit of an issue as I didn't understand a lot of the polite language), and better yet, extremely cute.

The woman who washed my hair was the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. Or at least been spoken to by. Enjoying myself, I relaxed and spoke in Japanese for the entire hour or so I was there, which has served to be a boost to the old confidence.

I've promised to return once I can speak better Japanese in order to woo her. This presents a problem as along with the Russian from KGB I now have two people whom I want to marry. Maybe I'll get both and move to Utah (Thanks Marina). They love it down there don't they?

Anyway I digress. My hair came out the other end more or less how I want it, and most importantly, my fringe is below or on my eyebrows, saving me from looking like a butch female. I did back out from having it done in a crazy Japanese manner, perhaps I'll grow it long and have it done next time. Having knocked something off my to-do list I return to studying to rubbish my way through a Supply Chain Management report due Monday in order to have the weekend free to get my stuff down to Sannomiya.

Japan is going strength from strength. What a difference an email makes ;)

Chow for now x