I started walking, very stiffly as you could imagine. Luckily the weather had cooled, so I felt a bit less out of place. It hadn't started snowing yet, but at least it was officially winter. Or at least that's what I tried to tell myself. The truth is that the suit was anything but ordinary. It was extreme, and I was stuck in it until I got home. At least it was dark. I started walking again, figuring it would take me a bit longer, since Sheila had dropped me off at the far end of the park. I started crossing the park, but soon realized that I was too unstable on my new boots to manage walking on the uneven terrain. The heels didn't look like anything extreme, sensible wedge heels with plenty of traction to walk on snow and ice. However, walking in my boots, the heels felt too high and too narrow. I hoped that I would soon get used to them. I backtracked and started to take the long route, the side walk going around the park. I was already getting overheated, and had barely started walking!
Walking on stable hard ground was easier on my balance, but it wasn't easy. The hood of the suit left only a tiny tunnel to look out from. It was hard to look where I was stepping, and with the huge boots, placing every step took concentration. I tried to adjust the hood and collar, but it was tight, and with my hands trapped in the thick mittens I was feeling helpless. The feeling of having each of my fingers trapped individually in tight thick down padding was intense, but now it was getting intensely frustrating and irksome. My skin was starting to perspire, and was clinging to the snug fitting lining of the suit.
Halfway home my feet were in horrible discomfort. The boots were too high, keeping my feet arched and stiff, they were also much bigger than anything I had ever worn, which made walking even harder. The padding between my legs was so thick that it made walking harder, as it pushed my legs apart. And then, there was the sound! The suit was loud, the rustling sound was constant, no matter how I moved. And since the same shiny material covered my whole body, just standing still made the suit rustle with a muffled crackling sound. While walking it was loud enough that I could hear it ever over the sound of passing cars. It was a sound I had always enjoyed, yet now it felt overwhelming.
As I was getting closer to home I could think of nothing more than taking of these hateful uncomfortable boots and finally relaxing my sore foot. You would understand my surprise and frustration when I saw the note on the front door.
I hope you enjoyed your walk in your new suit. I have planned a quick weekend getaway, and hope you can join me. I was going to wait for you, but I figured you will like to enjoy your nice warm down suit a bit longer. Attached you will find a train ticket for Wooddale. Then you need to take bus route 72. Make sure you get the bus transfer ticket in the train. Get off at the stop in Red St. I will be waiting for you there. Hurry up, it would be a shame for you to miss the train!
Looking forward to a fun weekend with you. Kisses, Sheila.
I panicked. I doubled checked, the front door was locked. I was locked out, no id, no money. Only with a train ticket to who knows where!
Then it dawned on me, I still had to walk to the train station. The ticket was for 8:45 pm. It was a almost two miles, and I didn't even know what time it was. I grabbed the ticket and Sheila's note and got on my way. My walk was far from over.
... part 5
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