Cape Town, November 21, 2011

Cape Town, november 21, 2011
I got back to the waterfront and feasted on some warthog, springbok and impala. I did a little shopping, had a few drinks and as I walked down the mall, decided I needed a haircut.
I like getting my hair washed, it feels awesome. So, I saw a sign for what appreared to be a "great clips" south Africa. A guys joint to get his hair cut but with sports on tv and wait, what is this......an open bar??? So, I stopped in and had the best haircut I've ever had. It had to be funny to watch . He waltzed around my big, north American head, clipping and trimming as he went. In My buzz, as I was enjoying the whirling dervish taking care of my coif, and yes I said that, an uncomfortable moment arose.
So I'm feeling really good when all of the sudden a hot waxy qtip is shoved up my nose. Before I have a chance to react, a second is plunged upwards. As I am trying to comprehend what is going on, two more are applied on my ears.
Suddenly, it makes sense.
I take my manscaping very seriously. But, as the wax starts to harden in my nose, I realize what is going on.
He yanks the qtip from my nose as if it was Excalibur. He pulled hairs from so deep that my ass dimpled. I didn't have anything protuding from my nostril before but he assured me that I not need worry.
As I walked around the mall in a daze, I did a little shopping and headed back to the hotel for a good nights rest.