Soggy socks can be an arduous affair. It is a memento of the monsoon’s dreariness that you are compelled to carry with you and there is certainly no escaping it in a sinking city with crumbling infrastructure. The fault of this plight lies in no way at nature’s doorstep but rather on the nefariousness of human nature, but that musing is left for another day.
How ought then one waddle through the inland pools of blight resembling water without the fear of being infected? Bare foot spares the sogginess but at the risk of ending up on a hospital bed. Luckily, homo sapiens causeth and homo sapiens giveth, at a price of course.
The marvel of keeping water at bay while slaloming between potholes lies in getting oneself a pair of waterproof socks. Oh yes, they do exist! They have been lying in the burrows of e-commerce for years and it is for the needy one to dig it up, especially if you happen to be in a country where the product has no retail existence. Accordingly, yours truly got a pair, and a trekking one at that.
The proof lies in the pudding and I can only describe it as a miraculously feeling when squeaking boots are not in cohort with shrivelled skin. Of course, prior to testing them on the roads, I had my feet immersed in a tub full of water, only to be oblivious of the existence of the second state of matter. It is like being dissociated from reality, though not in the sense of nirvana.
Of course, all is not hunky-dory since there is no ignoring the weight of the additional layers and the heat build-up in the dry. This one is certainly best saved for a rainy day. Then, there is the small matter of the price and my fingers are not enough to count the number of ordinary pairs that I could have purchased in lieu of this.
On the whole, I can’t state how much I appreciate the dryness brought forth by this item, as much as I abhor the same in a human being. Sometimes, it just the little experiences that make a high price seem totally worth it.
