I Want My Flip Flops

Even though it has definitely been winter in Granada recently, yesterday turned out to be quite a warm day. However, regardless of the cold reality of winter, my flip-flops are resolutely staying on. In my flat at least…

When I lived in London, wearing flip flops for me was not simply a matter of footwear but more a sign of of hope for a warmer future and strangely, it seems to be the same here. I don’t care if it makes me looks like a guiri (foreigner). I am. I enjoy the freedom that wearing flip-flops gives me. So there…

It’s like riding a motorbike with the wind in your hair. But for feet!