So I met this girl on the river. She got to Moab by airplane to the tiny Moab airport and took a cab to our river guide warehouse, but first she stopped at Western and then found out where World Wide was.
I would tell you more about her but she is far too wonderful to do that justice in one little blurb. Let’s just say that we liked to read classic literature together down Cataract, and one time we got to jump out of an airplane. Then we got sent half-way around the world to the Philippines and Argentina as missionaries, and now we’re trying to be responsible adults and get our degrees (in English and IR). We are currently learning about the basic units of sound in Spanish in our linguistics class. Also, perestroika (don’t forget!)
