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Tuesday, April 12, 2005 at 08:36
Peluqueria-ing
There are some things I always associate with the cities I've lived in. Places that I can count on to find in every other street corner in every other neighbourhood. In Chennai, it's the ubiquitous 'tea kadai' and 'PCO/STD/ISD'. In Bombay, it's 'vada pav' and sandwiches on the streets. In Hong Kong, I thought the easiest things to find were Hang Seng Bank/HSBC ATMs and the little fish balls & soup noodles joints. In Bogota, so far, it seems to be the 'peluqueria' (salon/hairdresser). Put high image consciousness/grooming together with relatively inexpensive labour and voila, you have not just a peluqueria on every street (sometimes several), but a national pastime! So the other day, I was at the peluqueria to get a manicure (very Colombian). Now, while I was sitting and waiting my turn, there was this shiny happy voluptous pharmacy blonde colombian girl bouncing around discussing her latest boob job with the (very gay) hairdressers at the peluqueria. Now for me, this is culture shock territory. I've been told by all my Colombian friends that plastic surgery is very very common here, but still, I cannot help feeling terribly amused and also terribly embarrased while this conversation (with some touching & feeling) unfolds in front of me. Can't laugh. Must not look embarrassed. I quickly reach for the magazine next to me and bury my face it it. Aaaaarrggghhhh... topless lady... next page, topless lady... ok, I am just going to have to get used to this..
Abster said...
hmm...so learning Spanish has its positives...and Colombia seems as good a place as any to visit...coincidence i learnt that word y'day...peluquera...he he
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nida said...
hehe - looks like you're having fun, the slightly embarassing type...but chalay ga :D
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Sudhir said...
And what on earth are all of us doing here...in Singara Chennai..
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