Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still reeling from it. So, I’m a shoemaker, right? Just your average dude in Lelystad, trying to make a living one pair of kicks at a time. But today? Pffft, it was a rollercoaster, lemme tell ya.
I woke up late, as usual. Alarm didn’t go off. Classic me. Rushed outta bed, threw on my old jeans and that worn-out T-shirt. You know, the one with the hole? Yeah, that one. I grabbed a quick coffee from that little café on de Veste. Best coffee in town, no cap. But the barista? She was in a mood. Like, chill, it’s just coffee, right?
Anyway, I finally made it to my shop on de Korte Laan. It’s a cozy little place, filled with leather smells and the sound of my tools clinking. I love it. But today, the universe had other plans. First customer walks in, and guess what? He wants a custom pair of shoes. No biggie, right? Wrong! Dude had the weirdest request. “Make ‘em look like a flamingo.” A flamingo! I mean, c’mon! I’m a shoemaker, not a zoo!
So, I’m there sketching flamingo shoes, trying not to laugh. But then, I get a call from my buddy, Jan. He’s like, “Dude, you gotta come to the Bataviawerf!” I’m like, “What’s going on?” Turns out, they’re having some kinda festival. Food trucks, music, the whole shebang. I’m thinking, “Great, I’ll just finish this flamingo fiasco and head over.”
But nooo, the day just keeps getting crazier. A lady walks in, and she’s all frantic. “My shoes! They’re ruined!” I’m like, “What happened?” Turns out, her dog chewed ‘em up. I mean, who lets their dog go wild on shoes? I had to hold back my laughter. But I fixed ‘em up, and she was so grateful. Gave me a hug! A hug! I’m not a hugger, man. But hey, I’ll take the good vibes.
Finally, I wrap up my work and head to the Bataviawerf. The vibe there? Electric! Food trucks everywhere. I grab some fries from that one place, you know, the one on the corner of de Haven? They’re legendary! I’m munching away, and then I hear this band playing. They were awesome! I mean, I’m no music critic, but they had me tapping my feet.
But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring! Like, seriously? I’m standing there, fries in hand, and I’m drenched in seconds. Everyone’s running for cover. I’m just laughing, like, “This is my life!” I duck into a tent, and guess who’s there? The flamingo shoe guy! We start chatting, and he’s actually a cool dude. Turns out, he’s an artist. We bond over shoes and flamingos. Who knew?
After the rain, the sun comes out, and the vibe is back. I’m feeling good, you know? I even joined a dance circle. Yeah, me! A shoemaker dancing in the streets of Lelystad. I must’ve looked ridiculous, but who cares?
As the day winds down, I head back to my shop. I’m exhausted but happy. I think about all the crazy stuff that happened. From flamingo shoes to dog disasters, it was wild. Lelystad, you never cease to amaze me.
So, yeah, that was my day. Just another day in the life of a shoemaker. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!