We ventured into the city to look for some schnullers (binkies, pacifiers, whatever you call them) for Xandie since he decided on this trip to bite through 11 brand new ones and discard them right after he bites through them. Sometimes, it took half a day, sometimes it only took a few hours. We couldn’t find his brand of pacifiers anywhere. On the walk back, I guess he vented his frustrations by throwing a shoe away on the bridge that connects Paradise Island to Nassau. We didn’t realize this until we got back to the hotel. So, the next day we decided to head over again for dinner. What did we spot on the road?
From far away
There are a few tire marks, but overall still intact and the same. There is something to be said for a well made shoe!