It's hard to part with a good pair of sandals after they've served so well for so long. I'd noticed pain on the bottom of my foot at times, but it wasn't until way later that I realized there was a hole. I bought these years ago because they were the cheapest and ugliest things I could find. I was having trouble with a generic pair that kept getting traded for other ones which were usually smelly downgrades. You see, you leave them at the entrance and try to find them when exiting. These lovely ugly things were very loyal and were never abducted.
Along with the innovations of the wheel, the rocket and astro body transferring was the shoe. A slab of animal skin or woven grass enabled people to cover more territory more quickly and less painfully. In my work, this is a concern. If I were a wage worker, there would be weekends, but working for development means things must move forward. Honestly, my sandals are great support.
Then one day in Battambang, Cambodia I found the reason to say goodbye to the plastic reptile sandals. Beautiful black sandals made from recycled tubes and tires. Comfortable, strong and the added plus is the traction on the bottom. Not looking back.