I am seriously contemplating a pair of trainers.
As regular CITY shoes. Just like in High school / Wirtschaftsgymnasium when I lived in my Pumas. Can't quite bring myself to try on a pair, let alone buy them.. yet.
OMG what is happening to me?! I'm becoming Americanized!
Please remember that this is the girl who would only LOOK at what was to be her future husband after he rethought his style and ditched his awful Vans and fleece hoodies.
(Yes, go on, what a clothes snob! On the bright side, I could be something far far worse, so there! *s*)
Have been wearing my "Zumba shoes" to zoom around Manhattan (black and similar to trainers). Incidentally went to Zumba today too: fantastic workout.
Anyhow, early morning I shot off across town to 66th Street on the Upper East side and picked up the keys for our flat (happy, happy). Took me about an hour weaving in and out of pedestrians, dodging cars - quite exhilarating that walk!
Picked up some other items from a "friend of a friend" who is leaving NYC and fought with the taxi driver: stupid man took a wrong turn (on purpose!) and we got stuck in a traffic jam. Worst thing: I HAD to tip him, because I needed his help in unloading some bulky / heavy items. V. annoying.
Oh well, who cares, we have a home!
Our shipment should arrive on Tuesday so we can get the flat ready and move in end of next week.
Unfortunately that will probably mean no WIFI at home (they are sooooo slow here) so I will be spending a lot of time & money at Starbucks, Internet junkie that I am.