In my last 3 trips to Italy I have done a fair bit of window shopping but never have I tried on anything that required disrobing ( or dis-shoeing) . This afternoon I tried on and then bought a pair of sandals. It was not too difficult. I got over my embarrassment at sitting next to several beautifully pedicured Italian women and taking off my clean , well-worn, very comfortable granny shoes ( Rockport walkers) and thick cushioning black socks. The sandals were a very good price – end of summer season. There are several other pairs of shoes that I may go back and try. If I can try on shoes, maybe I can venture into a clothes shop? My past reticence has had nothing to do with language - I have had enough to try on shoes for several years.
It has been quite hot here. I try not to let weather bother me – I have no choice in clothing, so why think about it? My feet (the spaces between my toes, to be more precise) have suffered from being wet from perspiration a large part of each day. Hopefully wearing the sandals to class, rather than shoes and socks will help.
After the shock of the purchase I had to have a coffee to recover. Then I went into the Castelvecchio. This medieval fortress was damaged in WW2 but scrupulously restored by Carlo Scarpa in the early 1960’s. It now houses a large museum. The rooms lead from one to another. Big rooms, small rooms, open air walkways, courtyards, views of the building from different angles, views of the city. The whole place has a nice feel to it, but I think there were too many paintings. It took a while to wade through the ‘also rans’ to get to the good paintings. There were several rooms of spears, helmets etc but I am afraid I just thought ‘So what, I have just seen Otzi’s bow and arrows’
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Good on you Mum!
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