Now it might seem ridiculous to dedicate a blog post to a pair of shoes, nay, sandals, but these were not just any sandals people. Imagine exploring a city and walking on air, standing all day in from on a Thai classroom without a backache to speak of, or traversing from water to cement and back again without a care…all because your Reefs have got your back. I’ve had these guys since my senior year of high school. We’ve been through a lot together and they were perfectly molded to the shape of my feet. Basketball seasons, snow, Europe and back again, and my first (almost) seven months in Thailand.
I can’t explain how much of a flip-flop person I am and Reefs are the royalty. The freedom, the comfort, the ability to stretch out your toes for as far as you freakishly can. I preach to the masses about them. I was lucky enough to convert Jeff and witness the purchase of his first pair (he loves them thank you very much and has since bought multiple pairs, not Reefs, but we’re taking baby steps). I’ve come to the conclusion that wherever I work in the future, I need to be able to wear flip-flops every day. Where is that ok? Point me and my Reefs (as soon as I get a new pair) in that direction. I keep a solid stance that if the weather channel says the high is going to be above 50 degrees Fahrenheit, it’s officially flip-season (it used to be 40 when I spent most of the day inside, but then I went to college). Sometimes that’s bitten me in the ass when it’s a rainy April day and I would stroll across Pitt’s campus as the library courier and I wouldn’t be able to feel my toes, but come finals, I couldn’t imagine anything other than sweats and flip-flops. (Side note: My Mom, as awesome as she is, calls them flips for short, while I’m more of a flops fan. To each their own.)
So what happened? I walked out of my room yesterday morning to discover the soi dog puppies that come around at night had chewed through one of the straps of my right Reef. Now this isn’t the first pair they chewed through, I just happened to not care about because they were 20 Baht sponge things that my little sister bought for me. As a fellow Volunteer told me, rookie move, Erin. Never leave the good flip-flops out for those nasty little buggers. As if I didn’t hate soi dogs enough, they had to go and ruin the shoes that I live in here.
The ironic thing about it, just the day previous, I was raving about them to the other Volunteer at the English camp with me and mentioned that I was thinking of having another pair sent from America so that I wouldn’t have to go a day without Reefs if my pair I had died on me. Alright fate, you won this round, but I’ve got your name and number. Long story short, Reefs are awesome, soi dogs are not for killing mine (among other assorted reasons), and you should go out and buy a pair. Seriously, you’ll thank me later.