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Originally Posted by Loveshiheels  We moved onto Camden, I again wore my Mary Janes, against the good advice from Fastfreddy2 telling me not to. To me it seemed silly not after coming all this way and not to were my heels. There were times when Fred had to wait for me, but I was just being careful with the cobble stones and having a look around as we walked past the Thames and the shops. I think I did very well in the way I walked as it was my first time |
I suggested you didn't wear them because of the terrain. And a
little because you weren't that experienced street-healing. [As I understood.] Other than that, I was happy to support/go along with anything you wanted to try.
I think you deserve a medal for (i) walking around the original cobble-stoned venue and (ii) walking around around Camden Lock, both events in stiletto type heels. Definitely a case of "in at the deep end".
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Originally Posted by euchrid Crikey. You paint a vivid and depressing picture. Our fellow heelers may never want to leave the safety of their armchairs now!
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Aside from one girl in a stretchy catsuit, a bloke in a leather skirt and a couple of TV's, the stallholders were all fairly plainly dressed.
Not many visitors entered into the spirit either.
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Our flying visit to Camden didn’t add much to the day unfortunately. I have probably been there a bit too often now to find anything interesting about that place. Also, Sunday is the busiest day they have and wading through herds of people to look at exorbitantly-priced plastic shoes was never going to be too enjoyable.
No time was left to get a proper meal either (noodles in a tin-foil tray does not cut it!). I’m sure if we had done that, we would have enjoyed the Camden visit much more - there would have been an opportunity for some people watching and a bit more indoor heel wearing for me. |
Hey!
Who's idea was Camden?
With 20/20 hindsight, we didn't have enough time there arriving close to 4pm, either to indulge ourselves (meal ~ watch the world go by), or acclimatise to a new location. Certainly, having left home at 11.30am, I was stretching my pass-out staying until 5.30pm as it was. [And with it, getting home after the journey back a tad after 6.30pm].
As for depressing, did any of us wish we hadn't gone? We're all a little wiser, and a little more experienced. None of us spent much money (Loveshiheels didn't even buy a drink
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Another venue, another day?
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