Another town means looking for another hairdresser. For me, that is, because Tom is cut almost bold by myself with a hair clipper.
Often I am amazed by the prizes here in Spain. I have paid mostly between €15 and €25 for the hairdresser. This time it was €9, so I was looking at her waiting for the addition. And she looked back at me with a surprised face as if she meant “what are you waiting for, pay please”.
It goes without saying that there is a difference between the quality of the haircut of €9 and the ones that are twice or three times as expensive. But there is not always a significant difference between the ones of €15 or €25.
Strange.
^hm