For some reason though, we both knew early on, it wasn't going to be the long walk we were both ready for. Mainly because his shoes were falling apart. Literally. The sole was coming loose from one shoe and after about 1,5 km, it was off completely. Leaving my Dad to walk on one proper shoe and one without the sole.
Well, I say one proper shoe, but that one as well was starting to come apart. It turns out, the last time my Dad had used those shoes was about five years ago... Not the best treatment, so once home, the laces were removed and the shoes thrown out.
Walking with my Dad however was nice. Definitely something to repeat. As long as his shoes are in good working order!