happy anniversary, mi amor!

We landed in Montevideo Uruguay Monday afternoon, and rented a car, which seemed like such a grown up thing to do at the time. But I am not the best city driver, and navigating one-way streets during rush hour with the chaos of no lanes: Enter meltdown heather. Hoo boy. The car stayed in its parking garage all day yesterday, as we explored on foot. It’s chillier here than in Santiago, but I still haven’t broken down to wear my puffy jacket, preferring my long teal pea coat instead—but it leaves me pretty cold. I’ve had two whole days without the computer, which hasn’t happened in a while. It’s good for the soul, of course. But I also look forward to catching up with y’all. (Though, now it seems we are off into sans internet land for the next couple days.)

{Locks of love in Montevideo by Lorena}

The idea is that you and your amor put your initials on a lock and then add it to the field of locks, which surrounds a wishing well of sorts. We're not that keen on coming back here, so we didn't do it. Is that unromantic of us? :)

Today we’re heading to the blue-watered beach for our anniversary. (Here, the water is murky brown, the mouth of the Río de la Plata. This morning we both woke at an ungodly early hour, even after last night’s after midnight dinner. We must be ready for more relaxing and non-city scented moments.

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{warning: part 2 gets kinda mushy}

because eating rainbows can be just as wonderful as seeing them

Part of me wants to marvel at how it feels like it’s been more than one year (anniversarily speaking). But instead, I’ll just say that time is such a warped invention. If we can jump into any moment, as if in a dream, we’d be in the middle of it. And in that middle, as in now, it wouldn’t matter a lick how long we’ve known the stranger-friend-lover-brother we’re standing beside. We’d just be there, right? 

{happy anniversary!}

Still, I find myself reflecting on this most eventful and happy time of my life. Thinking of some of my favorite moments of the last year, which really is a weird thing to do, but it’s a fun journey nonetheless. In no particular order (rated pg): reaching our top of Almirante Nieto, making lentil burgers, cutting your hair, donning drunken hats with new friends in Sarajevo, laughing, beachcombing on Dumestre (16 miniature glass bottles found in one day!), dreaming together in the pool at Llanuras de Diana, watching (and eating) rainbows, holding hands during our first ultrasound, our campfire at Laguna Azul, cuddling above Río Paine + working together, so many movies, crying + feeling safe, elaborate breakfasts after noon, cooking + eating together, falling asleep in your arms + waking up in them.

Seni çok seviyorum, aşkım. 

{unattributed photos : unknown : please let me know if they're yours}