So I got my hair cut... I need a picture of it to post but so far I don't have a good one. Based on the recommendation from a friend I called and made an appointment. Then Friday I drove there all by myself (which apparently in Bogota is amazing for a woman... let a lone a foreign woman to do). Found the place without incident. The stylist was great.. Fernando... he had kind of a flat top with his curly hair that was a little bleached in front and huge tattoos on his fore arms. Just a really cool guy that considers himself an artist. He told me it is impossible to do the same hair cut twice because it is like the canvas for a painter... no two can ever be the same. I was a little nervous since I had a bad experience in China and I was not sure how well I would be able to communicate what I wanted. I took some pictures with me, we talked for a few minutes and then I just let him cut about 8 inches off the back. Not quite enough for locks of love.... Everyone says I look younger. I never really thought about it but I guess at this stage of life that is a good thing? Sometimes I wonder how I got here... the days fly by and the kids just keep getting bigger. I suppose I will wake up at 50 and wonder what happened. Maybe I will be sleeping all night long by then?
I am finally going to start taking Spanish classes this week. I have to drive into the Embassy so we will see how it goes.