Mates, Marfa, Magic

When you make friends abroad, from the get-go, your connections are accelerated, your bonds  fortified, your interactions family-like. This past weekend, I reunited with two such friends, two of my very best—wonderful chicas who I met while living and studying in bonnie Edinburgh, Scotland. These two are unexpected forever souvenirs from an overseas chapter written nearly a decade ago.

We’ve shared hilarious, beautiful and a few never-again-please adventures in DC and Philly, NOLA and Glasgow, Shanghai and Phnom Penh, Athens and Cairo. In some ways, we are drastically different; in many, we are perfectly the same. With these girls, I feel at utmost ease, loved, truly seen. “Thankful” doesn’t seem to quite cut it. (And, besides, I cannae risk getting too sappy on here, or one sister-friend might get to some serious eye-rollin ;).)

This most recent reunion in Austin (our 4th, in fact!), we journeyed west to a desert town marked by real-live details rich in Hollywood-esque charm—tumbleweed, cowboys and one unhurried traffic light that blinks with purpose and ease. Here in the west of Texas, there is a quiet that envelopes the never-ending expanse of yellows and browns (except when a train whizzes through town, momentarily exciting the stillness). At dusk, a warm evening light drenches stucco buildings—blank canvases willing to take part—in hues so delicious you yearn to freeze-frame this canvas in your mind. In a space this open, breathing comes without thought.

There is a quirky magic to this place, Marfa. And to share it with two of my favorite world explorers? Simply: Wow.

Thanks, lassies, for this newest gem to add to our memory list. What a beautiful ride it’s been so far.

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