I'm in Montreal, visiting ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
rysmiel for a few days. I had vague pre-travel jitters, and people reassured me by reminding me that if I had my passport, prescription drugs, phone, and a credit card, anything else was replaceable, which made sense and was reasuring.
Om the bus into town from the Montreal airport, I realiaed I had forgotten to pack my slippers, which was a problem visiting people who have hardwood floors and a rule against wearing outdoor shoes in the apartment.
I coped last night by taking as few steps as possible once I got there and had removed my shoes, which meant doing things like standing still in front of the electric samovar while waiting for it to boil and then for my tea to finish steeping, and planning to go look for cheap shoes or slippers at Canadian Tire this morning.
Did I mention that I hate shoe shopping, because the shoe industry hates me?
When we got downtown, rysmiel said that they thought the shoes had been at Marshall's, so I looked at racks of shoes/. The women's selection was useless to me--women's medium-width shoes are much too narrow for me. So I looked through the men's shoes, tried a few things withuot success, then spotted more shoes along one wall.
I now own a pair of crocs that are a bit too large for me, but will do as indoor shoes fpr a few days. They're cheaper than most of my shoes, but cost more than I'd hoped to pay. But this is really not how I'd hoped to spend my first day in Montreal.
While I was waiting for an elevator in the mall, someone asked me where I'd gotten my N95 mask. I told her, but also said that I don't know whether they ship to Canada. I had left my daypack at rysmiel's apartment, or I'd have pffered her one of the spare masks I carry around.
rysmiel for a few days. I had vague pre-travel jitters, and people reassured me by reminding me that if I had my passport, prescription drugs, phone, and a credit card, anything else was replaceable, which made sense and was reasuring.Om the bus into town from the Montreal airport, I realiaed I had forgotten to pack my slippers, which was a problem visiting people who have hardwood floors and a rule against wearing outdoor shoes in the apartment.
I coped last night by taking as few steps as possible once I got there and had removed my shoes, which meant doing things like standing still in front of the electric samovar while waiting for it to boil and then for my tea to finish steeping, and planning to go look for cheap shoes or slippers at Canadian Tire this morning.
Did I mention that I hate shoe shopping, because the shoe industry hates me?
When we got downtown, rysmiel said that they thought the shoes had been at Marshall's, so I looked at racks of shoes/. The women's selection was useless to me--women's medium-width shoes are much too narrow for me. So I looked through the men's shoes, tried a few things withuot success, then spotted more shoes along one wall.
I now own a pair of crocs that are a bit too large for me, but will do as indoor shoes fpr a few days. They're cheaper than most of my shoes, but cost more than I'd hoped to pay. But this is really not how I'd hoped to spend my first day in Montreal.
While I was waiting for an elevator in the mall, someone asked me where I'd gotten my N95 mask. I told her, but also said that I don't know whether they ship to Canada. I had left my daypack at rysmiel's apartment, or I'd have pffered her one of the spare masks I carry around.