Hair Cut in Helsinki

I have been feeling old and worn out and as if my hair is usually flat and wet from sweat. Yesterday, I decided that instead of feeling glum, I was going to do something about it. I walked past a hair salon on our street and noticed that no one was in there getting her hair done. Not long after that I was the one there getting my hair done.

Fortunately the woman who cut and blew dry my hair spoke English and she had no trouble understanding and seeing what had to be done.

And I have to admit, that my spirits have been lifted dramatically. All from a hair cut. Thank goodness.