I´ve got a rather unique travel tradition. Rather than cultivate a relationship with a hometown barber, most of my haircuts the last three years have come during my time on the road.
Make no mistake, I´ve tried out a lot of barber shops and salons in Los Angeles: I’ve just never found one that I particularly liked or that was good and reasonably priced.
Tonight I got a really nice haircut in Puerto Iguazu, Argentina for less than $8. I’ve got business cards at home for barber shops I have patronized in San Diego, St. Louis, Boston’s North End, Poughkeepsie, Honolulu, Panama, Victoria, BC, London, Paris, Berlin, New Delhi, and Hong Kong (that’s just off the top of my head).
Maybe if I ever find a decent person in LA or Philadelphia, I won’t need to do this, but it has actually become a bit of a game for me. My eyes lit up as I spotted a barber tonight on my ride back from Brazil–and it was just a few blocks away from where I am staying. I put off my $8 haircut from Avo in Glendale to get a $7 tonight in Argentina. And I’m glad I did.