The horror, the horror
Trip Start Jul 15, 2007
197Trip End Jul 16, 2008
Despite claims of anti-microbial coating in the footbed and two-layered trekking socks, Jim's footgear had taken on a malign presence, lurking in the closet, frightening housekeepers with odors suggestive of decomposing bodies, announcing the arrival of the Hemphills in classy restaurants (masquerading as the Limburger cheese course), and in general offending both the noses and the sensibilities of the populace of London.
Drastic action was called for. Overnight soaking in a tub of Woolite and hot water, plus copious applications of footpowder to feet, socks (inside and out) and directly to the offending footgear have led to an uneasy truce, with the sandals remaining just this side of tolerable.
We are safe, but for how long?