I think it started in Calcutta ten years ago. My parents were travelling with me in India, Nepal and Bangladesh, in order to look after the kids when I had to be in meetings or do office work.
My father desperately needed a haircut. So he walked the streets of Calcutta and found a barber shop, and went in there. The haircut costed him 25 cent.
Since then it has been some kind of tradition to get a haircut different places in the world: Bagua Grande (Peru) (picture), Siem Reap (Cambodia)...
In Siem Reap my dad just closed his eyes and hoped for the best, and my mom did definitely not approve of his very short hair when she saw him afterwards. Just then a stranger walked up to her and said: "Your husband is very handsome!" My mom just pretended not to have heard the comment, but the woman just repeated it, this time louder.
Anyway, I think it is kind of cool that he gets all these hair cuts.
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