My owner came to Manzanillo for a week's vacation. He started drinking Margarita's(as soon as he got off the plane as I recall). Then it happened.....he went and bought a pair of Mexican sandals. I spent the rest of the week locked up in thebedroom closet. To make matters worse, when it came time to leave and pack up his clothes, he leftme behind. He remembered me as he was getting into the car to head to the airport,and it was reported that he said "I left my shoes in the condo...oh well I'll just leave thembehind keep the sandals." So here I am, lost in Manzanillo without an owner. A new friend took me out of the closetand now I'm meeting new friends and learning all about beautiful Manzanillo. Follow me on my Mexican adventure... John Shoes