I suggested before we left that Elder Cannon get new shoes in the U.S. Knowing from past experience his size would be difficult to find here. He didn't follow my advice and it didn't take long for his shoes to develop a crack in the soles which now leak.
With the warmer weather there is so much slush and potholes and runoff. Small wonder that it's not fun to have this problem.
So.... off to the open market to get new soles on these shoes. Why not new shoes? They don't carry much in his size. So at the shoe repair shop, Elder Cannon only give him the one shoe? I said why not both, so they match and are the same soles and height. Doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure out what happens next..... Yup the mate cracks and so back to the open market again and the shoe repair shop so he can fix the mate.
Here is the funny story: We are trying to figure out a price, and the repair man is drawing pictures and showing us the shoe he has already started to repair and is dismantled.... We can't figure out what is going on and FINALLY.... the repair man looks closer and figures out it is the mate to the original shoe. It's international, men think different than woman, oh lightbulb moment.
He is laughing at himself, we are laughing and now it is settled, he will fit both by next Monday.
Now instead of Rick wearing his good leather shoes, or GYM shoes (his preferred option) he will have new soles on a warn pair of some old but better Ukrainian needed shoes.
Is there a morale here? I don't think I have to spell it out do I!!
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