A lady at the post office gave me a hard time today picking up a letter to Jake, because my passport says James. (This in a land where “Sasha” is the nickname for “Alexandr”.)
Sadly, I didn’t know enough Czech to explain the etymological relationship of James and Jacob. She could have learned something.
Getting a haircut in a “foreign” country can be a really pleasant experience if all the following conditions exist.
- You are an introvert.
- You have a very simple hairstyle.
- You are pretty confident that your cosmetologist is cooler than you anyway, so if she did something different it might be an improvement.
Given all the above, a great way to spend a quiet few moments.