"Don't judge a man until you've walked a mile in his shoes." 

Well perhaps.  But if you suspect he's walking in your Teva's you might feel differently...
Each day I leave my shoes at the door to the school building.  Barefoot is the custom here.  So my well traveled, yet clean-ish Teva sandals are placed, neatly lined up with the other shoes, looking like this.  And....

This is what greets me when I leave at the day's end.  Seriously?!?  I have a feeling that my shoes are having daily adventures of their own.  If they could only talk...but do I really want to know where they have been or what the heck they have been up to!!!  What's life without a little mystery....