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I just realized I didn't post anything about the trip to New York, but I don't really care about that right now.
My girlfriend is currently on a bus in the middle of nowhere in a country filled with communist guerrillas.
The bus would be moving forward, if not for the semi which decided it was going to park it self so that the front end would be up against the cliff face and the back end over the edge on the other side of the road (Way too high up to chance backing up).
When this was realized, we had to stop talking over the phone out of fear someone would overhear us conversing in English.
That is when I realized, that I will (save intervention from some unseen force) never be able to visit her parent's homeland. I will never see her father's side of the family (unless they were to come here), because it is too dangerous for this white-ass gringo.
I hear descriptions of the countryside (including the beaches, the river, the jungle, and the mountains), and feel an overwhelming desire to be there and see it.
I now know that if I ever did go there, I wouldn't be able to travel between cities because even my girlfriend (who doesn't look American) can be taken just to help bankroll the morally bankrupt guerrillas.
I am currently awaiting a text from her so I know that she is okay.
I know she will be fine, but I just want more of an assurance.
My girlfriend is currently on a bus in the middle of nowhere in a country filled with communist guerrillas.
The bus would be moving forward, if not for the semi which decided it was going to park it self so that the front end would be up against the cliff face and the back end over the edge on the other side of the road (Way too high up to chance backing up).
When this was realized, we had to stop talking over the phone out of fear someone would overhear us conversing in English.
That is when I realized, that I will (save intervention from some unseen force) never be able to visit her parent's homeland. I will never see her father's side of the family (unless they were to come here), because it is too dangerous for this white-ass gringo.
I hear descriptions of the countryside (including the beaches, the river, the jungle, and the mountains), and feel an overwhelming desire to be there and see it.
I now know that if I ever did go there, I wouldn't be able to travel between cities because even my girlfriend (who doesn't look American) can be taken just to help bankroll the morally bankrupt guerrillas.
I am currently awaiting a text from her so I know that she is okay.
I know she will be fine, but I just want more of an assurance.