The Haircut Experience

I keep up with my family pretty often through the video iChat and because of that my mom (Hi Mom!) noticed that my hair was getting a little long and encouraged me to get my haircut. She likes to see her son groomed so whenever it's time to get a haircut, be it in italy or florida, I get constantly reminded to get one. My initial thinking was that I would grow out my hair without ever having to cut it or just shave it off myself to avoid going to a Italian haircutting place.

Anywho, seeing how my hair was getting out of control I decided it was time to venture off to get a haircut. My first option was to cheat and get one of my Italian friends to come with me to translate, but the timing never worked out. Next option: I checked the internet to search for "English Speaking" Beauty Shops in Rome. I found one on a listing and it was in Piazza Del Popolo (a pretty big tourist area). So last Saturday I made the trek over there. It was a few metro stops away from here but it still took about 45 minutes travel time total. When I got there, I figured it would be easy to find since it was a Plaza (meaning a circle) and I wouldn't have to search for a street (which is sometimes hard to find). But no, I ended up circling the plaza like 4 times to find the right building. And by the time I found the building, there was no haircutting place to be found.

So feeling a little defeated, I went on my way back home. I finally decided I would be brave and just walk into a place near my apartment. I haven't been this nervous in some time, but I asked the lady at the reception table if she spoke english. Thankfully she said yes and called her Mom over. From this time on, I knew it was a nice family business. I told her in my best italian that I wanted a haircut but I spoke very little italian. So she introduced me to her son Allesandro and assured me that he would take care of me. That he did! Ok so the place I go to in Jax to get my haircut is a pretty hoity toity place (I would call it yuppy), but I go to the same girl (hey Val if you're reading this!) that my Mom and sister go to. I never really tell Val how to do it...I describe it a little but she just does it. So what was I to do? Luckily my Uni ID has a picture with the way I like it so I showed it to him and he did his thing. It ended up being perfetto and I only had to pay 15 euro. I'm really glad I found a place in my neighborhood because I go back when I need another haircut and I also get to say hello to them when I pass by. I for sure told them I'd be back!