It is incredible the vanity of some
people.
I have seen many tourist women in
Vietnam with their roots showing. And I mean by an inch or two. Then I found
out why.
When my roots started to show, I
went looking for a salon (if you can call them that), to find out that they
only have black or very dark colors and they wanted to charge me an astronomic
amount of money, just because I am westerner.
So I went looking for hair dye.
Well, there is none!
I have never been the kind of
person to give up. So I decided to walk 7 kilometer more = 4 ½ miles to town.
There are no buses here, and I did not wanted to take a taxi because once again,
they charge you whatever they want. I don’t like to haggle for prices, so I
walk. Besides, I like to walk.
After walking all over town and finding
nothing, I decided to walk 5 kilometers = 3 miles to the one and only big
supermarket in the area.
And voila! They had L’Oreal!
Yeah!!!
They did not have my color, well,
they did not have many colors, just blacks and reds.
So, after walking for 7 hours,
finally my roots are done.
Well, now I am a redhead.
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