Zehn

I can't believe it's been zehn (10) days already! With all this walking, my Converse and Roxy sneakers aren't really cutting it. So, last night, I was all over the Internet looking for cute but comfortable walking shoes. In fact, I spent so much time at that, I didn't get to post neun until this morning. I got very familiar with several European brands of shoes and imagine my surprise when I walked in to the PX today and found an entire store dedicated to European walking shoes! I picked up a pair of Josef Seibel green mary janes, but I can't decide if I'm going to keep them or not. They are really not me, but, they are very Germany.

What do you guys think?  Can I pull them off? I don't know...

Whether or not I keep them, I think I'll also pick up a pair of sneakers like these:

With the weather as beautiful as it's been the last few days, I'm almost thinking I should skip right past shoes and go for sandals.  But, I think the cold and wet is coming back in at the end of the week.

Today, we had to go on post to take care of a few more administrative things. I really should have checked the bus schedule before heading out, but I thought the public transportation system was so good, at worst we'd just have to hang out for a half hour or so until our bus showed up. Unfortunately, it would have been a 5 1/2 hour wait. !! The public transportation really is great, but the problem is that the post is way out at the end of town and I imagine there aren't a lot of people that catch the bus out there.

Having walked a mile to the bus stop, it only would have been about another mile and a half to just walk to our destination, but Cheeseball travels on tiny little four year old legs and I thought that was a little too much for her. Not to mention, it would take forever. Of course, we had to walk a mile back to the hotel, but it was all downhill from the stop and, of course, that's much easier.

We ended up taking a taxi, and I think what we really need to do is pick up a bike. I'm being indecisive, though, about what to get for Cheeseball. She's too old for a trailer, by local standards, but she's never ridden a bike before. And, straight up the hill from the hotel would be difficult for any teeny tiny. What to do, what to do... I guess I'll keep waffling for a while and in the meantime I'll start working out the best place to buy that bike around here.

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