One of my sisters labelled me a “trier.” That means I place a high premium on trying something for the first time – maybe too high, sometimes…
But even if you’re not a trier, the lady at the Happy Feet stand will have you in there in your sock feet trying out these strange, squishy insoles before you know what hit you. She’s a pleasant-looking blonde and a skilled operator all around. If you glance toward her spot, she tells you to come in there and take your shoes with the perfect level of friendly authority. And if your feet are sore from tracking around the grounds The Ex, those benches look pretty appealing.
I’m wearing my Happy Feet right now, and my feet are actually happy. However, when I first slipped them into my shoes I felt like a sailor stepping back onto land for the first time in months. There is a distinct, liquid-y rolling feeling, like you’re standing on a jellyfish that’s trying to get somewhere in a hurry, or doing the moonwalk on a block of tofu.
Apparently some people need to build up to using their Happy Feet all day, starting by wearing them an hour at a time. Mine have been fine, although I think I was rolling a bit when I walked by reception. But if you’re a trier and your feet are looking for a unique experience, or you want to see a superb salesperson in action, follow the Ex-goers walking like pirates.