Last year, I visited  pluviospirit in Boston and had a wonderful time. I met a lot of new faces that I now consider friends. We, along with others, attended PAX East 2016 and enjoyed what was there. We watched Zootopia together, ate at good restaurants, tried his family pizza place (which was amazingly good), had our own mischievous moments, enjoyed the aquatic life at the aquarium, played video games, gazed at the infamous Lizzie Borden house, toured downtown Boston, and a bunch of other things that were really fucking awesome.

Several days later, I realized that I only had a couple of days to go before I had to return home...

During the visit, we stopped at the beach and enjoyed the view of downtown Boston from afar. The gusts of wind invaded our personal spaces and engulfed us with the beautiful meaning that is life. My mind was opened and all of the memories that happened over the course of 8 days, came flooding in. It was an amazing feeling to be there with a friend that I've known for 8+ years. In a different state, on the other side of the United States. To witness new people, a new journey, a new town, a new everything.

I believe that travelling is something that I will gratefully enjoy, whether it be visiting best friends or just going out on my own.