Amelia Cuadrada

I have this idea that there are certain people I can go months without talking to and years without seeing but put us in the same room and after a five minute recap of our time spent apart it will be like we were never apart. Three people gave me this idea and for the first time I was able to test it.

Let me tell you, beloved reader, I was correct.

My twin (soulmate, best friend, person, cheerleader) landed in Mendoza last Saturday. I got to the airport an hour before she landed, by accident and by choice, but by the time she was coming through baggage claim I was jumping up and down with excitement, literally. We caught up on the taxi ride to my apartment and from then on, it was like we had never been separated.

In my head, the days have blurred together because they felt so normal but dreamlike at the same time. The majority of Amelia's' time here was spent in Mendoza doing things that were completely regular; her first day here we wandered the city, played frisbee, then went out with some friends. Repeat this day x 5 with slight alterations (like cooking American food or doing a radio interview) and you have the general breakdown of our week. We snuck into a professional soccer game, rode bikes (kind of unsuccessfully) to bodegas, went to an asado, the works. What made this week so amazing was her presence; I would have done all of these things regardless of whether she was here but everything we did together was 1000 times better because I got to do them with her. It is incredible how one person can change your entire world.

Quizas the most memorable part of her time here was the three days we spent in Malargue. After a six hour bus ride, we made it to a tiny city in the South of the Mendoza Province. Our first day was basically spent wandering through the streets and finding ways not to be cold, like stealing hot chocolate. We booked a tour and our second day we were taken to la Reserva Provincial de la Payunia. Now, let me remind you how much I love volcanoes. Payunia has the highest density of volcanoes in any given place in the world; 890 to be exact. The landscape in comparable to Mars; volcanic rocks covering the surface, very little vegetation, rolling hills, and lots of volcanoes. Overall, the day was pretty long (12 hours in a bus) but worth it. 

Our last day in Malargue I convinced Amelia to go hitchhiking to Castillos de Pinchiera. Getting out there was no problem; we were picked up pretty quickly and taken right there. We crossed a suspension bridge, hiked up to a cave, then came back down. We were there for about an hour then decided we wanted to head back to the city. Here's the problem: no one was coming back yet. Because of the cold and our impatience, we started walking. 15 kilometers and 2 hours later, a car finally came by in the direction we were going and brought us back to the city... sorry Amelia.

I still can't believe how fast the 10 days she was here for past; I already miss her. 

Luckily, there is only 79 days until I get to see her again and only a few more than that until we move into our apartment. 

I love you and miss you, my dear.

Besitos.

P.S. Where is Molly?