Deborah didn’t live in my dorm my freshman year, but that didn’t stop us from becoming the most dynamic Asian and Mexican duo ever. After our first hilarious meeting (which involved her pretending to be pregnant and me thinking she was on heroin) she never thought I would actually call her for lunch. Well I did, and three bajillion bubble teas later, we are still closer than ever.
So when she asked me if I could take her engagement pictures with Justin (who falls into my super nice and funny category) I agreed in an instant. I COULD write about how they both met and fell in love and blah blah blah, but who wants to read that? Well, I am sure a lot of you do, but I am still not going to write it. These two just click; not only are they perhaps the most animated couple I know, but they make each other laugh a lot and are just a blast to hang around with. One of my funnest nights in my life was a night with these two in Hong Kong (from what I remember anyway).
Again, as with most of my closest friends, I have had the amazing opportunity to travel with them, share stories with them and see their relationship blossom into something special (even if it takes a little kung-fu).
The weather couldn’t have been more perfect for these two (a rarity in gloomy Seattle).
I can’t wait for their wedding and the cute little half asian babies they will have in the future.
Congrats Deborah and Justin!!!!!
Sorry I haven’t updated. But I am in effing Rio De Janeiro. Updating the blog is the last thing on my mind and the only reason I am doing it now is because I am so incredibly hungover and tired that the only thing I can move is my fingers across my keyboard.
And I have to change hostels in a couple of minutes.
Last night we were in Lapa, where a huge street party is held. Im serious, one that can rival any big night in New Orleans during Mardi Gras. It happens here every Friday just for funsies.
Samba in the clubs. Capoeira in the streets. Extreme alcoholic drinks that cost 2 dollars. = Insanely good fun.
Me: So where did you go to school?
Her: Oh, University of Washington.
Me: ME TOO!!!
Her: FELLOW HUSKY! What year you graduate?
Her: ME TOO!!!!!!
Me: Did you live in the dorms?
Her: Yeah, Lander and McCarty.
Me: ME TOO!!!!!!!
Back home soon. Crazy. Almost as crazy as the 40+ hour commute to get there.
On our way back from Aguascalientes on the train, our boxcar had a wiring problem so our lights went out. Some people found it annoying since they couldn’t read or see anything, but I did not mind. The other cars illuminated the river next to us with just enough light that it looked amazing.
While listening to The Killers on my iPod, I looked up through the windows and could not believe just how bright the stars were. The only other time I had seen the stars so bright was when I went camping with the Faith family in South Africa.
And with uncanny timing, Brandon Flowers whispered into my earphones;
“The stars are blazing like rebel diamonds, cut out from the sun…”
So many people dream their whole lives of being able to take that train ride back from Machu Picchu; and, I was able to do it with every star in the sky shining bright for me.
Humbled and Grateful.
I’m going to stop wondering if the whole hostel heard me laugh till I cried and just post this for you guys.
“Hey honey! How’s it going? What are you doing? Who are you with? Where are you? Are you doing something cool? I wanna know what your doing and who you’re talking to and I wanna know everything that you’re doing and I don’t want you to act like I’m being annoying, I just want you to answer all of my questions.”
So. True. Also, I will be using “Besties with Testies” from now on until I die.
You should also watch the Girls Will Be Boys after you are done with this one.
“Every human heartbeat, is a universe of possibilities.”
I finally finished reading Shantaram and I found the quote above particularly inspiring.
No amount of words, or pictures, could do Machu Picchu justice.
I will try though, later, since Cynthia and I hardly slept a wink at our first hostel in Buenos Aires.
Our new hostel is %^&*ing amazing.
Hope everyone had a great Independence day back in the States. Ironically our hostel in Peru was playing Independence Day on TV.
There are no words.
I am so happy. So So So So Happy.
Congrats you two!
Must. Not. Cry.
(yes, I am this happy even though lots of us thought you were technically engaged)