2007-09-16

Feeling the sand between his toes...

Earlier this week Zach was having a bit of a "been too long in Grenada" day. He was just feeling frustrated with dealing with the "easy going" locals. Life for them just runs at a very different pace, and it gets kinda old after a while. So he and I were talking about it in the afternoon and he decided that he needed to go for a run and try and clear his head. Well, he got outside to our porch to get his shoes(his brand new shoes he got in advance for his birthday, I might add) and they were not there. We looked everywhere in our apartment(which did not take long, it's small) and they were nowhere to be found. It dawned on us then that someone stole his shoes. Not good timing, let me tell you. Our porch is enclosed with bars and mesh and has a locked gate, that is ALWAYS locked(those of you who know Zach know that he would not have it any other way). Well, someone must have got a stick and fished them out through the bars on our front gate. Needless to say, Zach was NOT pleased. After that we decided to go for a walk to try and calm down(wearing our flip-flops. My shoes were still there, but I thought it best not to wear them...for obvious reasons). We brainstormed on the walk and decided to talk to his parents and see what we could come up with to get him new ones(he wasn't about to pay through the nose to buy ones here). Well, Zach's mom and her sister, Saralie who lives in California, got right on it. Within the next hour there were shoes being sent to Saralie's place in LA and then she was going to send them to our friends place in New York, Peter, so that he could bring them down when he came to visit his wife next. So until he gets his shoes in about a month, it's speed walks in flip flops with me and barefoot runs on the beach for him.

1 comment:

Kim said...

Boo Grenada! That sounds like a really crummy day. Sorry Zach! Just remind yourself that you're well over halfway done your stay in Grenada. You're almost free of those crazy locals!