Once upon a time, I was wandering through REI picking out things we needed for our upcoming adventure. We would be travelling through Europe for six weeks with a backpack and train pass. It was an amazing adventure.
As we shopped, I passed a rack of sandals on clearance for ten dollars. They looked comfy, were a reputable brand and were cute. Needing no further convincing, I bought them. And then I wore them all over Europe, through musems and historical sites and battle fields. The supportive tennis shoes I brought were forgotten and left in the backpack. These sandals and I were a perfect pair. I worn them for hours on end and on all kinds of terrain. My end-of-summer tanlines were so dark they could be seen until spring. Since then, they have been my favorite shoes and despite my large collection, these are the ones I wear everywhere. Stylish enough to wear with slacks, comfy enough to wear to the pool, I love them.
I bought them four and a half years ago and now, I admit with a great sense of loss, that they are wearing out. The soles have no grip left and are so worn through that I can see the straps from the bottom. So farewell my dear friends, I think its time for you to be retired.
Don't worry, I've ordered a new pair to arrive on Friday.
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