Haircut

For only 180 baht a person can walk into a hair salon, point to shampoo and haircut on the menu, get escorted into the back, shampooed and head massaged for a long long time, then sit and sweat in a chair where a Thai man cuts off more hair than what he was asked via hand gestures. It's too late to say anything (as if anything said would actually be understood) so you just sit and pray to the Buddha statue on the shelf nearby that everything will be fine while your knees shake under the plastic tarp. It turned out just fine.

My Thai friends (and some farang friends) were pissed. I, on the other hand, don't get overly attached to my hair, and it obviously isn't very attached to me given the ungodly amounts of it that were appearing on my floors and sheets and shower tiles.

At least I didn't end up with an Asian Mullet. Maybe next time.