My shoes!!

Ok, so I decided to start publishing some of my memories while living on this side of the world. In case there are some dudes out there googling for info about Europe and Belgium in general, this tags should help you get here: EUROPE, BELGIUM, GENT,GHENT, GAND, GANTE, LIFE, NIGHTLIFE, STUDENT, ANECDOTES,LOVE, FUNNY, STORIES, EXPERIENCE....there, that should do it :)

So, this time I will speak about something that happened to me looooooooong time ago, longer that what it takes a snake to fart (you get the point right?). Anyways, this happened to me, let's see...somewhere during the first months of 2003..It think it was between march and april, not really sure to be honest...

It was a saturday, and there I was waking up from my bed at the good ol' student house at Sint Lievenslaan 37 in Gent (man, if that place could speak of all the things that happened there hi hi). I realized there was a bit of sun out there (which for Belgian standars means: it's a shinny day!), so I thought it would be a good excuse to go out and have a walk in the downtown.

Wandering through the city's beautifull city center I started walking through one of the main avenues, called Veldstraat. If you want to make a comparisson it's like the 8th avenue of NY, or something like that....Which means shops, people, lots of ATMs, etc etc etc. There I was, feeling a bit miserable for not being able to buy anything (for the record: it was my student time, which meant I was depending on good old dad and mom to pay my room and living expenses. Just to give you an idea: my weekly food budget was €20)...I mean, I couldn't buy most of the 'nice' things I wanted to buy, but I did have some money on the savings account, given that the previous week had been my birthday, and I had received some extra €€€ from the monthly cash allowance that my parents used to send me.

Going back to the story: there I was walking when I came across the Levi's shop and I saw them. It was as if time had stoped and I was meant to be there, right on that moment, on that place, at that time. Yes! I saw this nice pair of shoes...and Boobs :p!. To be honest I don't remember which lead my attention to the other. In any case, the price of the shoes were interesting €40!. For those who don't know, shoes here in Belgium are extreeeeeeeeeemly expensive if you compare it to what you can get at the US for example (or Peru). The cheapest 'decent' pair of shoes/snikers you will find here won't go below €60 ($80), and that is just a normal -regular -shoes in the box/payless shoes brand. And as I mentioned, the 'boobs' (let's call her my her official name: sales girl) was a beautiful exemplar of what we man make call 'a nice european ass'. And just to make a pause here: that's one of the things I love about this country! You can find models look a like everywhere! Otherwise take a look at my girlfriends picture ;).

Ok, so I was right there standing in front of the shop with three big motivations to enter: shoes, price, girl ...I still couldn't determine which was the strongest reason, but anyways, I entered the shop. I started trying the shoes on and the sales girl came to me of course (me with a HUGE smile) and asking if she could help me. For my VERY good luck I had just taken a shower, and had hole-less socks that morning, so I had to problem in walking shoeless and trying on the model I was interested on. I was thinking and thinking how could I ask something interesting to the sales lady, but before I could realize it I was already paying for the shoes and out of the shop. Yeah, what could I do? I was just the typical man that would become a chicken in the presence of a girl like that :(.

Anyways, c'est la vie as I always said...so off I went back to the Kame-house (my place). As soon as I arrived chez moi I put the shoes on and went inmediately upstairs to tell Apu (read the second blog...just to remind who's this dude: classmate and housemate of mine while studying at the Vlerick school) about the good deal I had just closed . Apu takes a good look at my shoes and tell's me (imaging him asking this with the typical indian voice): 'Hey Luis, why do your shoes have different colour'?

On that moment I had this 'WADAFXXK???' face. My shoes? Different colour??? And my pal was right actually..the shoes had a DIFFERENT colour! The right shoe was somewhat light brown, whereas the left shoe was some kind of dark creme. On a first glance it wasn't that obvious, but on the momment I started staring at them it was more that clear that they were indeed different :s.

The first thought that came to my mind in that moment was: excuse to go back to the shop and see the girl, yeahhh :). But apparently I wasn't smart enough, given that I decided to go back to the shop with the shoes ON.

Anyways, I grabbed apu and we went back to the Levi's shop. I entered the place and saw the sales lady (me again with a HUGE smile), and told her about the different colours. Honestly, I wasn't expecting anything, but I had an excuse to take her out for drinks or something like that, I was thinking in saying 'Well, given that you sold me different shoes the least that you can do is go out for drinks with me'. Back to that moment: as soon as I told her my problem she had this face of not knowing what to say or do, and there I was ready to say my sentence when the owner of the shop comes to us and asks what the problem is (as you can imagine I was swearing all kind of words in my mind). I told him again what the deal was about...the first thing the guy did was try to 'clean' the shoes with masking tape (?), for he apparently thought it was just due to dust that caused the difference in colour. I couldn't help laughing a bit seing this dude trying to 'take the dust' off. When he realized that dus wasn't the problem he came up to me and told me 'Look, the best I can do is give you half of the price back', and he gave me a €20 bill.

Apu and I shared looks, probably thinking the same thing '20 euros, damn!', which in other words meant that we could probably buy at least 15 beers with that. As I mentioned again, €20 in my student time was -at least for me- a mine of gold. So i grabbed the bill, said good bye to the girl (the smile wasn't so big anymore), and left the store with my still new shoes and some money in my pocket.

Whatever happened with the shoes some time after that....that's a different story ;)