I forgot to mention that when given the oppotunity, I am a beauteous boot designer!
There’s a nifty little town outside of Antigua called Pastores and it’s a boot-lover’s heaven. After gawking for months at all the original and unique footwear in town I had to find out where and how? Christian and I took a skooter ride 15 mins outside of town to Pastores. There’s no short of leather or boot shops along the main strip of this small town. I spent the last week dreaming up of ideas on how to make my very own boot from scratch. I complied all of my wildest boot doodles together on one dream sheet consisting of color preferences, shape, heel type, calf-height, texture, closuers, and stitching patterns. All for a chance to make my boot-dream come true, and now my only hurdle was communicating this in spanish. I bounced and skipped from one shop to the next trying to decide which shop I wanted to entrust this boot-dream to. I found a pink shop that had boots in the window that I really liked with similiar desireable features, this was the spot. I carefully flipped through piles of different materials and leathers and then in my new spanish and dream list I tried to explain exactly how I wanted the pair of boots made. The shoemaker took down a few notes and said see you in 7 days! By the time I walked away from the shop I was ecstatic and found the expericence so charming. It didn’t really matter how they turned out I just hopped that they would fit.
For a week I would wake up excited wondering how my handmade boots were coming along. For around $50 usd I created from scratch my very own unique boot sewn together by a small local family shop, just for me. Too Cool!!
Finding a good pizza that fit our budget in Antigua wasn’t easy, our neighbor Ben showed us how to make an awesome homemade pizza from scratch. He even showed us how to save an extra few dollars by making the mozzerella at home, what?! A few days later we learned how to make an artisianal bread in our dutch over that turned out incredible. “Hey Ben, any homemade butter around for this insane piece of bread?” “Yes,” he said. “Wow, alright! Do you by chance know a guy who would want to buy our scooter and take care of all of the paperwork?” ” Yes,” Ben said “my old boss.” And then the day before we left Antigua, Jose his old boss bought the skooter from us. However, not before we took our last skooter ride to pick up my one-of-a-kind new boots (designed by yours truly, Jennifer Ruth). It was slightly emotional for me, I was on my last skooter ride through a favorite town to pick up my dream boots. I put my boots on, blushing and ready to show them off to my friends for a fiesta during our last night in Antigua.
Goodbye (for now) Fiesta