I have been getting my haircut at this peluqueria on Constitution since I arrived in Oaxaca. That's quite a few years now. It is always such a serene and sweet experience. Every now and then there is a little action as people come in and there are normal back and forths, but mostly it is just me in the chair and him doing his thing. And always there is music playing, the most beautiful traditional trios, very old school, but impeccable. I am always transported and savor the moment.
Today, I arrived early. He was closed, but no problem. A short wait and he was opening the gates. I was his first of the day. We said a few words and he ushered me to the chair. He turned on the music and went to work on me. He knows me and my hair and he is the consummate pro so he just goes ahead and cleans me up without a word. It was particularly nice today, a strange and wonderful meditation. Such a privilege to be able to enjoy such a simple thing in life. He is one of Oaxaca's many treasures
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