In my constant quest for the perfect travel shoe, I may have found the perfect pair - Clark's "Marilla". Not particularly my style, and commonly referred to as the "nun" shoe by my husband, this shoe gave me comfort for miles of walking in Italy and Spain this past week. I had no blisters, no aching arches, and ample stability on the most uneven cobblestoned walkways. Maybe I'm just getting old, but for the first time in my life I was actually willing to put the well-being of my feet before fashion. Needless to say, immediately upon unpacking from my trip, the Marillas went to the back of the closet and I dressed for a trip to the supermarket in my red patent leather Franco Sarto's - oh, it's good to be home!!!
Every Sunday at noon, locals in Barcelona, Spain, come to the steps of the cathedral to participate in a traditional folk dance to the tunes played by a small combo band. Hard as I tried, I could not pick up the steps - I see no Dancing with the Stars in my future!!
On a hill overlooking all of Florence, Italy, sits the 1000-year-old Basilica of San Miniato al Monte. Today, an organist pumped and played a free concert for all visitors - it was as if we were entering the gates of heaven! Who needs all that multi-media stuff when you've got this!!