of course i'd be remiss if i didn't point out my favorite way of seeing one another (and something i mentioned last year): going to visit one another. and when you have a friend who's a west-coaster, it takes you on some great adventures.
she's come to visit me in philly. right before i graduated and i was still able to introduce her to a proper cheesesteak (hold the cheese).
i've gone to visit her in newport. i got to experience the beauty of southern california, and listen as she'd explain her struggles in trying to find the type of friends she wanted. and, i reminded her, the type of friends she deserved.
she's gone to nashville. where we went to the kentucky derby for the first time, and i was able to be there for her when she learned her grandmother had passed away.
i've gone to jackson hole. where we pretended the snake river was the french riviera, and we rode our bikes around town, and i enjoyed the smell of fresh air for the first time in months.
she's come to nyc. we've galavanted from uptown to downtown, and she's come out to long island to celebrate my cousin's high school graduation, meeting all my aunts and uncles and cousins without skipping a beat.
we've done a pretty good job at living in rad places, if i say so myself. we've created adventures everywhere we could, but through it all we've built a rock solid friendship, too. no picture or vista can match the wonderfulness of that.