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Gone to Texas: Day One

One of my oldest friends — let’s call her Gir, since I didn't ask permission to user her name — got married last weekend. The whole event would have come as a surprise more than a year prior. A Chicago native and staunchly liberal, Gir found herself deep in the heart of Texas while pursuing an advanced degree. She lamented the necessity. Every time we spoke, she told me she couldn't wait to leave. However, Gir was set on completing her education.

It didn't come as a surprise that Gir met someone while studying in the San Antonio area. She is a bubbly, exciting individual who is pretty much always fun. True to her nature, she told the man she'd met (whose name was… Prefect? Pontiff? I’ll remember eventually.) that the relationship wouldn't last, and that once she was done with school she’d be leaving town. Undaunted, he courted her. He looked for work in Chicago when she moved back to the city, but when nothing panned out, she decided to move back to Texas.

Oh yeah, and somewhere in all that, they got engaged.

Posted on October 19, 2014 and filed under Travel.