We hopped a bus back to the center of the city and soon were cooling off in our apartment. After a quick snack of olives, dates, figs, and some bread and cheese, Amir said to me, “I think I should go exchange the rest of your money. Then that will be out of the way.”
“All right. Do you want me to come with you?”
“No. I’ll go by myself. I’ll be okay.” He was probably thinking about how I had hung too close to him the last time he had done this.
“All right. But take a little of the money and buy yourself some comfortable walking shoes on your way back.” He had been rubbing his feet since we had returned, and it looked like one foot had a blister from walking all day in his sandals. “You will need a better pair of shoes for when you begin teaching. Shoes that you can stand in all day without your feet hurting.” Not to mention better walking shoes for that fast pace of his.
“Okay, I will do that.”