Out with the old and in with the new

To everything there is a season and time. Unfortunately this means things wear out and break. Sadly the day has come when my dearly beloved Chaco's have taken a hit. They have walked with me over hundreds of miles in Europe, Ireland, Central America, multiple states in America, and now South East Asia. But their time is coming to a close. I am trying to console my feet and tell them it will be ok with out my Chaco's but I am not doing well at convincing them. I didn't even have to break my feet in when I started wearing them...they have been good to me over the last 3 years. The good news is that I can send them in to get fixed, possibly for free! But that has to wait till I am State side again.

Black square is suppose to be attached :(

So with this new dilemma I need to have other shoes ready and broken in for when the Chaco's are finished. I have plans of wearing them until that day comes. So I went to the market to see what shoes I could find. The fun part about living here is that you can find fakes of almost anything. The sandals that caught my eye are "Dr. Martens", are they the real deal? Most likely not, but are they cute? Yes. Did I pay $5 for them? Yes.

The new shoes

I also woke up this morning to discover my running watch had blinked it's last digital number. This is not good timing as it is week 2 of training for the 1/2 Marathon I am running in December before I leave. It was strange running with no way of knowing how fast my miles were. So during my shoe hunt I also went to look for watches. In the market you can find more watches then what you think could be possible. I just needed something cheap and simple with the following features: stop watch, clock, light, alarm. And to my delight I found one cheaper then what I got my original Wal-Mart one. Plus it had all the features I wanted and I got to pick the color :) Is it real...who knows, but I like it a lot and for $4...I'm happy. Thank you Adidas ;)

Wal-Mart vs. Russian Market

While in the market I also was looking at some of the clothes and a Khmer lady saw me try something on and told me I looked beautiful (in Khmer). She then proceeded to ask what size pants I wore, which didn't matter because they use different sizes then in America. But she liked the dresses I was looking at and must have had someone in mind because she started having me try all the ones she liked on. Everything was "sah-aht" except for one of them, which she informed me was "aut Sah-aht" meaning not pretty. I think she bought two of the dresses, I smiled and was glad I could be her personal Barbie doll :) I forgot to ask the lady selling the dresses if I could get more off the dress I bought for helping her make the sale.