The cobblestones have been waging a war on my feet the last few days. Before I left, I eagerly planned a wardrobe of floaty summer dresses and skirts, selecting some favourite shoes to go with them to add much-needed height to my 5'3" frame.
Day one was ok, and even day two.
By day three, I had taken to lagging along behind Jim, whimpering to no-one in particular. I got excited every time I spied a Farmacia, hobbling in to buy more sticking plasters, heel-guards and gel inserts.
Day four (yesterday) I was walking on my blisters and where possible, on the sides o
f my feet. Eventually I gave in and bought a pair of flat, cork-soled slip-on shoes. I'm absolutely in awe of Italian women, who manage the cobblestones with ease. Do they have leather soles on their feet?
f my feet. Eventually I gave in and bought a pair of flat, cork-soled slip-on shoes. I'm absolutely in awe of Italian women, who manage the cobblestones with ease. Do they have leather soles on their feet?
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