identical twin of the missing jandal
It started out as any ordinary Saturday. Spring was in the air and it seemed only right
to make our way to Piha for a nice and relaxing afternoon. Unfortunately, the events that unfolded at the beach
this particular Saturday lead it to be anything but.
The incident that made the afternoon take a downhill turn was a photo shoot
on the beach. Two cameras belonging to two goofy girls with a whole lot of spunk should make for harmless fun right? Well, when I’m involved – NO! For some strange reason (okay, it was to get a better angle as I’m obviously looking to go pro) I decided that it was fine to stick my foot
in a pool of water that had accumulated between two rocks. Turns out that it wasn’t just any pool of water that I put my foot into…it was quicksand. YES – mother fucking QUICKSAND!
So at the end of the day it didn’t matter if I got the better angle or not as my foot/leg started quickly sinking. Thankfully, my Canadian
last location the jandal was seen
companion quickly came and yanked me out as if she was saving me on Piha Rescue
. Sadly, in this process, my jandal slipped off my foot and was lost in the murky muddy water. After combing the beach for supplies (okay, we were hunting for a stick) a rescue was attempted for the jandal but NOTHING. The jandal had disappeared into this air. After what seemed like a lifetime and a billion strange looks from people passing by – we gave up.
What I was left with was the big question of how I was going to get over the rocks without proper footwear. There was no way that my feet would be able to handle a kiwi as no shoe moment. Luckily, after some further inspection of the beach – another jandal (right foot…wrong size) was magically in our path. It was too big and it felt a little awkward but this fate meeting helped me climb over the rocks in order to make it back to civilization once again. The lesson I learned this weekend is to NEVER EVER stick your foot in odd pools of water…especially if wearing jandals