London trip...

How come the women of London have not revolted? As you know I (K) hate to be late, especially going to a business meeting in unfamiliar territory. I gave myself a reasonable hour and 15 minutes to make it to the meeting on time. Dressed in the all appropriate black suit and heels, I embarked on my Tube (Underground) journey. This should have taken less then 20 minutes. Navigating the Tube - taking one train - transferring - then finding the right 2^nd train, only to find by the loud overhead voice that ALL trains have been halted due to security concerns. First thought – get out of the Tube. Second thought – safe and sound, but no idea where I am. Now I find myself on a busy London street, with many locals in the same predicament. Not a cab to be found anywhere… So I rip out my map, identify my location and start hoofing it towards my meeting. 25 mins left to arrive on time, walking briskly admiring my surroundings I am amazed at the uneven pavement and cobblestones. There are women all around me in stiletto heels navigating each step with grace and composure. I have significantly sturdier shoes and can’t seem to make it a step without twisting an ankle. Who is the man who invented the high heel shoe? Why is it that women continue to wear them? A women who wears heels and conquers these heels successfully should receive a medal from the queen (or at least a pair of crutches).