Open-air barbershop!

Early in my life in the Caribbean, there was a traveling barber who came to your house with a small briefcase - looked like a miniature suitcase, something that was referred to locally as a 'grip'. Outside on a chair, with sheet thrown around you in a nice Caribbean breeze, I ended up with a hair cut. A few years later someone established a barbershop in the town. That traveling barber was an Indian from India. Many of his genre, had settled in a very fertile and mountainous part of the island.

Thank you for sharing that nice story.A scene as this one was very common in Indonesia and the travelling barber was also a welcomed visitor in many isolated villages.Back in the early fifties, I lived in a small fishing village with no barbershop and hair was done by dad or mom until we moved to a town where L'ttle John the barber took over.

Meilleures salutations-Laurent