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In one of our pieces in this edition, 'Fly Like A Fashionista' we give some sound advice on how to make the best of your journey so you at least land with a smile on your face and not torture on your feet. Also check out ‘White Sneakers’ or ‘Do It Like A Dude’ for shoes that make sense to travel in. When I'm travelling abroad, I cannot but wonder how women travel in heels and when they get o their ights, strut all over the place like they just stepped out of a Vogue magazine. I usually, wrongfully or rightly, presume that for such long hauls, comfort should be key but apparently quite a number of people do not place that as number one on their priority list. And this approach doesn't only apply to women! A male friend of mine told me a while back about a trip of his. Apparently he was heading straight to a meeting as soon as he landed so chose (unwisely) to travel 'dressed for the occasion'. Anyway, needless to say, half way through his ight, he decided to take o his shoes and clothes and change into the trackdowns provided on board. He had presumed that closer to landing, he would wear his travel clothes and be ready to go...or so he thought! Anyway, upon landing, he started putting back on his clothes. Shirt, check. Pants, check. Jacket, check. Shoes...?? That was the beginning of his 'hell on earth' or should we say 'hell on air'! He began a losing battle to t into the shoes that a few hours ago t like a glove. They seemed to have suddenly ‘shrunk’ two sizes smaller! He tried so hard to get them on that he was sweating like a pig in the air-conditioned cabin! Announcements were made to prepare for landing. Panic set in. He dutifully fastened his seat belt while still trying to overcome this herculean task. He said he nally managed to get one foot inside and almost broke his fore- nger while at it. But don't forget, even at that, the battle was only half won. He had to take some 'time o ' for the pain to subside before making his second attempt to wear the other shoe. (I bet at this time, he would have gladly traded them in for the much cheaper loafers!) But unfortunately, at this point, it was strictly mind over matter between, comfort, necessity and vanity. His priority was back to front in that order with comfort coming a very far distant third. A few grunts later, he managed one last pull and the second foot miraculously slid in. I need not mention what it took for this feat to happen!