Shoe shopping

As shops are now open without making an appointment first, it’s spring holiday and Daughter is free of having a cold, I took her downtown to buy her new shoes. A chore we could postpone thanks to her walking boots, which still fit perfectly on both her feet and the coldest spring since half a century.
The last time we were in the city centre together was when we delivered our Christmas cards by bike. It felt weird to go shopping. Good weird.

We were welcomed by a concert played on the carillon of the Onze Lieve Vrouwentoren which inspired her to dance on the spot. A clear sign of how she missed these kind of trips and her dance classes.

At the kids shoe shop only two customers were allowed at the same time. Two families were already inside, so we had to wait outside for a little while. Luckily the Sun was shining and the wait was shorter than expected. Once allowed in we discovered there was limited choice in Daughter’s new size, but Daughter liked one pair, tried them on and didn’t take them of.

Stepping out the door Daughter said what I was already thinking: on to Bagels and Beans. We were too early for outdoor seating so we took our treats (one bagel with natural cream cheese and a large cappuccino) to go.

A morning well spent.

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