And what did I do? I tripped and scraped off the toe of my new dream boots! You would think I had cut myself instead of the boots if you could feel the sudden sinking in my stomach that ocurred. Here it was the beginning of our trip! My new babies! I had like 2 more weeks to go with this flap of leather? Sigh. Oh, well. I had to regroup and decide that if I didn't want to take the time out of our trip to find a cobbler to fix them, I would just grin and bear it until we got home. Eventually a little hunk of the leather that had been flapping in the breeze came off and it wasn't that noticeable to anyone but me.