RIP Birkenstocks. I’ve had you since spring of 06; you’ve been around the world with me. But I walked with you in the beachy swamps of Santa Barbara, and then put you in a plastic bag. I forgot about you. You developed mold. I discovered this in Austin, TX and threw them out with a little tear in my eye.
You had a great run.
In other news, we made it to Connecticut! If it dare snows…
Posted on March 31, 2011, in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.
>I remember the day you brought them home. We considered them expensive, but you sure got your money's worth 🙂 R.I.P. 😦
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