Whether it's on the street, near the rocks, or underwater, I always come across abandoned footwear while vacationing.
When I least expect it, I see them: separated slippers, abandoned shoes... or this one time, boots. Why? I have no idea. Pure coincidence, I guess. And let's not delve into the deeper meaning of life, please!
Here are some that I've documented. Most, I've left to memory.
|Ho Chi Minh, Vietnam|
|Puerto Princesa, Philippines|
|While rock climbing in El Nido, Philippines. Seeing this scared me!|
|Lol. These aren't abandoned. |
We just couldn't wear them inside the Cao Dai Temple.