- me and lau, 2001. note ‘sand free’ kitchen and crossed sticks on either side of fire pit.
Feels like another ‘chapter’ is closing and damn if it can’t come fast enough and yet still feels like it’s all too fast. Yesterday was 2001 and Lau and I had just met. She thought I was from Albania or something. Saw me just after I’d gotten out of the water from 4 hour surf. I was shivering. She said I looked like I’d ‘suffered.’ I explained to her later that even though the water was warm you actually got cold when you were out long enough. Later I brought her back to this secret camp in Cerritos and cooked arroz y frijoles with garlic and onions and a little bit of saltwater. We built fires, got better at keeping sand out of food, decided to keep going. Whenever I came back from surfing she’d always have camp tightened.
Last week Julie Schwietert sent me a quote she’d dug up from I’d given in an interview I gave a couple years ago.
“Thinking back on it, the root of our marriage was the desire to make a life out of just what we had – which was very little…traveling together, finding our way.”
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“Thinking back on it, the root of our marriage was the desire to make a life out of just what we had – which was very little…traveling together, finding our way.”
Much needed daily dose of inspiration.
Congratulations on your anniversary!
For some reason this made me choke up, David. I can still remember all those details from the very beginning.
Love the bit about you being from Albania.
thanks sarah.
yeah–not sure what was up with albania. for whatever reason (jewishness maybe?) i guess i don’t look as ‘american’ as say. . . you or julie.
thanks lola.
Gringo! Nos conocimos en 2002, no en 2001! 5 de enero de 2002, Día de Reyes.
Podés imaginar qué diferentes hubieran sido las cosas si fueras albanés y no gringo?
damn.
got my years wrong again.
sorry nena.
this is what happens when you’re always trying to move the speed of clouds.
Albanes, gringo, argentina or whatever.. you two were born to be together.
I love your story, and I’ll be with you guys during the good and the bad things.
Kisses
I love that picture (and the story that goes with it too)!
love you both!
time flies. remember when you were a kid and everyday was a lifetime? and now I look ahead and mumble things like in 12 years I will be 40…
good on you for keeping the connection and daring to face life together. To continually reconcile the journey together, after that first beach is 8 years behind you, that is the adventure!