Three Strappin’ Son of a Gun

No it’s not a line from a Roots song – today was a big day for Noble and Barnes; or should I say three strap. That’s right my traveling compadre is a new man today. He is a three strappin’ son of a gun. I speak firstly and fore mostly of his most recent purchase, allow me to frame this for you, a pair of brown, semi-suede, size 13, three strap sandals. I’m not talking about one heel and two foot strap, those are ghastly. No, I’m referring to the timeless, classic, infallible, haute couture that is the heel strap and THREE, foot strap genre of footwear which in layman’s terms is the “three-strapper”.  Iron Paws has left us this morning and after a tearful goodbye, we decided that today was going to be a big day for us. Let me tell you how it has gone: step one (itinerary), this was set around 11am where we had to go out and explore the town, returning only when we had purchased sandals and a lock; step two (embark), enough said; step three (peruse), we hit several stores before stumbling on the jackpot – the situation was this, not many stores in central America carry size 13 anything, and when you ask for that size they give you a really disenchanting look that says: “leave you big footed freak” (I’m just glad it wasn’t me who was shopping but it was bad enough being there); step four (purchase) after some serious walking around (with the merchandise on) that would have made any mother proud, Barnes threw down a $20 and became the proudest, newest owner of some three-strappers. I couldn’t breath I was so happy. Pure elation coursed threw my veins. Barnes immediately had to buy a pack of smokes to calm down and I bought three bananas on the street and ate them simultaneously without breathing (in order to prevent cramping), you understand. We then went to the super market planning on a nice dinner of a salad (lettuce, tomato, cucumber, and avocado) and some ramen noodles. Well it turns out I was mistaken about the actual reality of having a kitchen at this hostel so we ate the veggies “apple” style and then proceeded to scarf down a nice dry pack of ramen (pork flavoured). Yes sir things are looking up!