41 year old travel moment

41 year old travel moment - The orthopedic inserts my chiropractor gave me to help keep my spine aligned (and keep me from developing any additonal back pain) have caused blisters on the back of my heels. The brownish leather, dressy athletic style Pumas I have been wearing are a hair too big and the inserts float inside. This tiny floating space allows the pressure of my weight - increased by the contents of my backpack - to push down at the heel (because the inserts are elevated), with a small bit of my foot skin filling down into the gap. I started to notice this while exploring London, and it has slowly developed into quite a problem here in Budapest. I realized last night while soaking in the Szechernyi Baths (more on that later), that I seized the moment to travel again at just the right opportunity. Even without the backpack, walking miles upon miles on blistered feet at this age certainly conspires against me more than it would have twenty years ago when my bloody feet (caused not from inserts, but from general over use) barley paused my enthusiastic zeal for travel. Although I am still fit and active at 41, continue to thrive while traveling, my body sometimes acts against my mind - which still nimbfully believes itself to be forever 18. Enough on that for now, back to the actual adventure.