I have never loved a pair of shoes as much as I loved my plain white Vans. time took its toll on them before Africa, but they were still wearable and extremely comfortable. So I brought them, and wore them well for the first 7 weeks or so of my stay. One day we had work cutting down Acacia bushes that were overrun. As fate would have it, I took a bad step and was stabbed through the sole of my shoes, into my foot. the rubber was holding the thorn in place, and the angle of the thorn was against the way I would pull the shoe off, so removal of the shoe meant a broken thorn in my foot. The only solution I saw footing was to cut my foot off. Just kidding, but I did have to cut the shoe. damage to my foot was minimal, but the shoe was "beyond repair". I went to work anyway, and sewed it back together, and wore it for the rest of my stay. unfortunately my sewing came undone when I got home, so I had to buy a new pair of beautiful white Vans. These pictures tell the story pretty well...
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