Actually, this post is around six months late.
Anyway, I knew that someday, if I wanted it enough or needed it enough, I would be able to set foot on the United States of America. I know that in the past, if I were made to choose, I’d choose to just stay here and spend the money elsewhere. I know that I’ve always been critical of the way of life in America, and how harder life is out there than it really looks.
When the B’s sister and her family moved to America late last year, I knew that it would be sooner than later that the B would want to go to the States so she can visit them – she’s very close to her sister and especially her niece, and the first few weeks that they were gone was a very difficult time for her. So I went through the process of obtaining a visitor visa, found it very smooth and nerve-wracking at the same time – and after a few hours, proudly declared ‘California, here we come’ on Facebook.
On this trip, I decided to hit two birds with one stone – my longtime childhood friends, the Sulit family, lived in California and as soon as I got the indication of an approved visa informed them that I’d be visiting – we haven’t seen each other in 15 years, and didn’t get a proper chance to say goodbye as they left on a school day. The trip gave me a chance to see them, see how their lives were and catch up with what’s been on in our lives.
It was a whole new world for me, and being able to share it with the B made it all the more unforgettable.
Here’s just a few of the images that I captured to remember the trip by: