Monday, March 5, 2012
Traveling on alpargatas
Things have been pretty quiet around here because we were out of town. We went to visit our mothers. First, to Florida. Then, to Seville, Spain. It was a tough trip, in many regards. It was cold everywhere. We were sick with the flu. The airlines, as usual, did not cooperate, and we had to endure long waits in different time zones. Traveling is already an unpleasant chore when you are in perfect health, so to do it when sick is something I do not recommend to anyone.
While we were in Seville we didn't do a whole lot, compared to other trips, but one day I managed to snap a picture of some very colorful espadrilles, or alpargatas, the traveling footwear of my countrymen for so many centuries. The evolution of the alpargata is amazing, in an Ugly Duckling sort of way. From its humble beginnings as a peasant shoe, it has been reinterpreted by luxury icons like Prada and Jimmy Choo. If the first alpargatero could raise his head!
I am slowly getting back to my routine, and in the next few days I hope to tell you a few stories about our vacation. It is nice to be back, but it is also a bit sad. I miss everybody.