I had mentioned before leaving that my razor was not making the trip to Florida. I held true to that pledge, but the beard didn’t last as long as I anticipated. I finally cut it off Friday.
Here’s what I learned. The beard was uncomfortable. It was just strange to touch my face and not really get to the face. I can’t describe the feeling exactly, only to say I didn’t like it.
It really didn’t look good at all. Granted, one week isn’t enough time to grow a full beard.
It was interesting that even though my hair is mostly dark with a little gray (though significantly more than a year ago), the beard was coming in salt and pepper… with a significantly higher salt content.
My Cousin Melissa asked to see what it looked like, so here it is. Never to be repeated!