Going BarefootWhen I was a kid we lived in Spain. Each year the church had a procession at Easter for those who have confessed to a sin- one of them, every year, was told to go barefoot! I had never seen anything like it! I mean round the pool is okay but in public? At the same time there were barefoot Gypsey women who had never worn shoes cos their soles were strong and their toes perfectly straight. I wanted to go barefoot too! So I was a barefoot boy. It felt nice to feel the ground under my feet.
Now I'm a man and in the UK you get funny looks and comments if you go barefoot. So I go barefoot hiking, in barefoot season, in the countryside which is fun and somehow more acceptable. It seems to be more acceptable to other people if you have someone with you for moral support (not necessarily barefoot)
Hello to all barefooters!