Sylvia's Journal

I had a South African hairdressing experience this morning. It started with a fabulous head and neck massage and after that came Anja.

At one point in her life Anja had to choose between becoming a hairstylist or a kindergarten teacher. She picked the former and never regretted it.

This morning she taught me all sorts of things I never knew about hair styling: she’ point-cuts’ rather than ‘blunt-cuts’ and she ironed my hair after I told her I don’t like it pouffy.

And now I’m waiting for the next installment of my pampering, having a latte and contemplating life (it is good) and reading about Karzai’s latest antics (not good).