When traveling in rough lands, I always wear sturdy shoes. In my town, curbs at intersections are turned into ramps so people won't trip...and other curbs are painted yellow, just in case. You even get goofy little red flags to carry when crossing the street. But in a country like Palestine, you're on your own. There simply isn't a strong ethic of "don't litter." Broken concrete, rusty junk, and piles of crumpled plastic blanket the roadsides. Excuse the wind buffeting on this clip as I give you a little tour from the perspective of my shoes -- which follow me wherever I go.