We Get Israeli Haircuts

The last time we got haircuts was a few weeks before Miriam's Bat Mitzvah. That was in early January. After being in Israel for a few weeks we started to get a bit shaggy. There's a storefront in the little town center here in which a hair salon operates one day a week. There's just one chair and one hair cutter, who is named Ari. Lynn and I dropped in after Hebrew class. Here is Lynn a bit earlier in the day still sporting her long locks.


Lynn is first in the chair. Ari, who doesn't speak much English, suggests short. Lynn agrees.

Ari is making progress.

Here's the final product. Doesn't she look Israeli?

Next in the chair is Jay. As you can see, I really need Ari's help.

Snip, snip, snip, and he's finished. Don't I look great? Well, at least a lot better than when I sat down in the chair.

Thanks, Ari.