A haircut was essential because with my white flowing hair, a few minutes in the breeze made me look like a mad scientist. I sat down and said "Just a trim, please."
The barber laughed and said, "I guess you didn't notice but I only do the buzz cut."
I sucked it up and said, "Go ahead then." When I came out my wife saw me and actually screamed. In a nearby shop men’s shirts were on sale for 5 Euros and since I had forgotten to pack any I was interested. The only shirt that fit for that price was bright orange, the color of the north. When I re-entered the street I seemed to get a new level of respect as the people parted, stood aside and let me walk through. My wife said it was because with my shaved head and orange shirt I looked like hoodlum fresh out of the goal or jail. By the way, Wicklow has a Goal as a tourist attraction. The beaches to the south, nearby Glendalough as well as Avoca, home of 'Ballykissangel', make the area an interesting place to visit.
Music: The Old Rambler
