Shoes

my shoes have been through a lot today.

as you remember (or not) from a previous post, i have picked up walking to class.  this morning on my way to art history i stepped on a fallen leaf.  or so i thought.  then i took my next step and it was squishy.  i looked at my shoe and dreaded the worst.   low and behold i had stepped in dog poop.  i thought to myself, ain't that the shit.  thanks rome.  and then i chuckled.  i found the nearest puddle, stepped, and wiped and scraped and drug my foot till it was gone.

our art history walk was through the neighborhood of trastevere (my hood.)  we had the opportunity to visit the studios/homes of three contemporary artists.  very cool.  but the cobblestone was super bad...the stones were definitely not the same elevation and the filling was missing.  no joke i almost twisted my ankle three times.  strangely enough it was the right one each time.  i'll have to trade that in.

i had to stop at studio after class to assemble my shop window model (which by the way took my three blisters and too much time to make.)  after that i walked home and it was raining.  no point in mentioning that except that you should know that rome is very gorgeous when it's cloudy.  i was almost home when i saw some road workers laying down new tar.  i had to cross the street and didn't feel like stepping out into the busy viale di trastevere.  it wasn't roped off, so i just walked across the fresh tar.  it was warm - i could feel the heat on my legs.  but it was solid enough that i didn't sink in.  part of me wished that i had, just a little, so i could leave part of me in rome.