Normally when you hear the words “man sandals” images of black socks and Crocs abound. Up until now, we pretty much decided that we would never use the words “man” and “sandals” (or even the endlessly funny “mandals”) together unless we were on a beach in a foreign country and everyone spoke a different language and couldn’t understand us. But this time we were nowhere near a foreign beach when we said the words “man sandals.” We were actually on the Hudson looking at weird art and the New York skyline. It felt good saying “man sandals”, and this guy made us feel good about saying it. Thanks dude.