Barbershops of the world, part 2

Campeche today, and Fernando`s Peluqueria did the honours.


As you can see, a variety of styles are available to the modern Mexican gentleman:

I settled for a standard beard trim this time - my hair is still short enough for another couple of weeks:

Cost 35 pesos (2.3 EUR)

Cut quality 5/10

Fear factor 1/10

Comments: scrupulous attention to the hairline under the chin, but left my moustache untouched - must be the way the Mexicans like it.

Ben

Campeche

We´re in Campeche - town of pirates! It´s lovely here, all cute pastel houses and fortifications against the foreign marauders.

Quite an eventful bus ride down here from Merida, featuring an exploding bus tire! We could smell burning rubber for a few minutes, then a passenger went and told the driver, who then checked it out and saw this:

Reassuring! The trip took 4 hours instead of the billed 2 and a half... and when we finally arrived we had a bit of a mixed reception at Hostel La Pirata. Very friendly people, but they started by trying to gyp us $5 on the room ("No, the deposit you paid on the internet doesn´t count towards the cost of the room" ... "oh yes it does"), then got the tiniest possible room and promptly flooded it.

Once we´d sorted that out, we hit the BEST supermarket ever, stocked up on food and cheap t-shirts, then pulled off a passable pea risotto:

Debs shelling peas there, wearing her newly acquired hippy headband. "A lifesaver", apparently.