Unless that someone were seeking wide open spaces in middle America, I never knew why anyone would want to go to Oklahoma. That is, until I went to college.
As I've told you many times before, K (Karen) and I met freshman year when we lived down the hall from each other. We've been best friends ever since. Her, C, and I made a magical little trio, and we soon invited the wonderful J into the mix.
She is one of my favorite people in the whole wide world. One reason being that we both love travel and adventure in the same way: In 2006, we sake bombed in Philadelphia; in 2009, her and C met me in London, and once I was back in the states, we celebrated Applefest in Ithaca; in 2010, we went to Montreal, and Niagara Falls, and Toronto; in 2011, we tested our joint luck in Atlantic City.
She has also visited C and I many, many times in New York, whereas I have only flown to Oklahoma once. I visited her hometown of Tulsa in the summer of 2007. It was amazing to meet her childhood friends, dine at her favorite restaurants, "float the river," and even shop in Dallas (we'd taken a quick getaway). But had I not met the ever-fabulous K, I wouldn't know what I'd been missing in Oklahoma.
I'm one lucky girl to have such a great friend. That's why I made it a point to stop in Oklahoma City on my road trip. Still, she was new to the area then and had only just started medical school so we only explored and mingled as best we could. I have a feeling the experience is going to be a whole lot different this time around.
Yes, my dears, I will be Oklahoma-bound again very soon. In just 10 days, K and I will be reunited and have a glorious plan of events, including: a celebration with her residency-bound sister, a night on the OKC town with med school friends, a phenomenal concert, a possible St. Patrick's Day party in Dallas, and as always, quality bonding time over good food. I can hardly contain my excitement!
