London is full of cobblestones. They’re cute, small, and make the streets look – oh! so medieval. And then there’s pavers that aren’t laid flat. Then there’s roads that’s buckled. Put them all together and what do you get? Rolled ankles.
I have rolled my ankle so many times since being in England. And I was wearing track shoes. Since my shoes have arrived, I have been eyeing my beautifully 3 inches of high heeled shoes and thinking that they are not good to wear here. Think broken ankles. Think aching arches. Time to think about moving them on.
Sad. No more 3 inch Sex-in-the-City shoes.