I lost my sole on my way to Lake 69
Saturday, August 31st, 2013It would make a great song title; ‘I lost my soul on my way to Lake 69’…except for the fact that I lost my SOLE, not my soul! 馃槈
After 12 years of duty my hiking boots decided to retire; in the same trip both soles came off!! Pretty amazing that I still made it to ‘Laguna 69’ as the hard plastic sole on the inside made hiking extremely hard; it got very slippery on the trail, especially the river crossing rocks…will-power and extreme care did it! 馃槈
So, my next challenge was to find new hiking boots as I am not done exploring Peru by foot! 馃槈 Now, finding hiking boots in Huaraz (aka mountaineering paradise) is no problem at all, finding the right size (=BIG 馃槈 ) is however! It took me a great deal of the afternoon and many, many shops, but I succeeded! In the process I discovered that speaking Spanish would have made things a lot easier and go faster, and I also found out that the size mentioned on the boot is totally random; it turns out I am a size 46,5 (US12) here in Peru, WTF?!?
All in all another nice experience in Peru! Below the story in photos for the ones who like pictures over text. 馃槈
All ends well…