My battered feet may protest. My hinky knees might creak. But my muscles shriek……..

WE. MUST. WALK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


While I came to Vancouver with MTM to lie prostrate. On a bed. With good wine. And potato chips.


My legs want to walk this way. And that way. Chinatown. The waterfront. Gastown. The West End.

Because, really. The only way to see a new city—or any city—is to walk. And walk. AND WALK.

Is it possible to be addicted to walking, Dear Reader? Is that a bad thing?


Click here to see photos of my feet were made for walking: Andra Watkins Tumblr

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A question about walking. Or grinding.

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