Stolen Shoes

To be fair, they weren´t really stolen. They were placed in the trash by our hotel, and then some unknown person took them home from the trash. Why a hotel right on the beach-- where the shower is a plastic bucket and a trash can full of water, no less-- would see as trash a pair of shoes and socks carefully placed out of sight under a bush where the hotel´s paved walkway meets the sand, is beyond me. But such is life when your hotel is family run and the kids are put to work. It could be worse, and maybe it will be. But for now twenty dollars means some new kicks and a good story.