I should have posted before, but I guess I needed some time to let last week’s events sink in. I only got to see Marija for one day, which pisses me off, but at the same time I’m glad I had that day with her. I only have one good picture of Marija ’cause my camera started acting really weird and then ran out of batteries.
She’s actually looking at her camera in the picture (she hasn’t sent me the ones she took yet). That scary looking dude sitting next to her is her dad. He has quite the kung fu grip in his handshake. Very intimidating man. It also didn’t help that he spoke no english, or any other language I know for that matter.
Since Marija’s sister, Antonija, was there too I would frequently switch to italian when speaking to Marija. At one point the conversation went something like this:
Me: Aspetta. Tuo padre sapeva chi ero io prima di oggi?
Marija: Si. Anche la mia mamma sa chi sei.
Me: Ohhhh, va bene…
You guys can figure out what the above means on your own.
We didn’t do anything out of the ordinary during the little time we hung out. We just walked around Central Park and then Midtown. They kept asking me where stuff was, stuff I didn’t actually know the location of. Always frustrating…
I left them at Penn Station at the end of the day. She said she might make a trip to Los Angeles to see some cousins. A layover in New York perhaps? I don’t know yet. Let’s hope so.
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