I am a flat shoes kind of girl. I love my trusty pairs of Oxford shoes. I wore my black-white pair to a night of museum-hopping but the very second I stepped inside the FIRST museum, this happened:

I kid you not; I felt the sole flip-flapping the moment we entered Casa Gorordo. And because everything I know about life I learned from Mentos commercials, I asked the boyfriend to get me gum. He bought me a pair of rubber flip-flops instead. It was a couple of sizes too big for my feet but they were heaven-sent.  Why? Because we did a lot of bus-chasing, crowd-evading, and stair-climbing.

Obligatory photo of small feet and huge slippers:

so glam! (I am being sarcastic, little doves) / Sidenote: how amazing do the words "little dove" sound coming from Lena Headey's Cersei?)

So the museum-hopping event was something the city organized in observance of the International Museum Day. We were able to visit only six out of twenty-one museums. We will be posting most of the photos on Hanging Rice but I thought I’d share some of things that made me smile: