Yesterday, when I was walking to Gaudí´s Parc Guell, something happened. the string on my sandal fell apart. In japanese tradition, that´s a sigh of bad luck. I was so nervous. because I already had lots of bad lucks all the way, and I don´t want to be nervous anymore. that´s bad to my fragile hair now. (that´s another story and we´ll talk about it later.) so, I use some magic small thing on my backpack and fixed my sandal (another story, again). although I can´t walk well in those sandals, but it´s better than nothing. I don´t want to walk with bare feet because I just told Ms. Pinky in London that I saw some weirdo walking bare foot in London. I don´t want to be another weird guy in Barcelona.
It´s a long introduction and it says nothing, I know. Just be as patient as me walking uphills and downhills in bad sandals all through the park, something good will happen. trust me.