How the story continued?

With no expectations whatsoever for keeping in touch, I was gladly surprise when about 1 week after Chicago I got a SMS from Jon Lu: “Are you in Brussels the coming weekend? – I want to visit you”… You have to be kidding me was my first tough but I gave him the benefit of the doubt: “Yes, I’ll be here and I’ll be really glad if you can come”

That Friday arrived and I was picking him up at the airport, but just in case of the trip being a joke, I made extra plans for partying that night with my friends, so I would not stay lonely at home. Well, surprise surprise: He was at the airport at the planned time!, and at that moment I knew “He was my guy”, even more when he remembered what I was looking for my mom and dad in Chicago and as I could not buy it, he bought it for me: The cutest guy on earth!

So, still not considering him as my official boyfriend, we went to a “Spanish Feria” where all my very good friends were going to be… the knew the story… but I’m honestly don’t remember how I introduced him, I guess he was my friend. We had an awesome afternoon, and it was even better when after leaving he asked me in “Spanish”: eres mi novia?

Jon left and I was very sad as I knew I wanted to have a serious relationship with him but the distance really seemed difficult to handle and in Venezuela we say: “Amor de lejos, amor de pendejo”… but less than a month later I got a second visit :o)… and after that distances seemed very easy to handle (a bit expensive, but love could do it), specially because I was coming back to Caracas and now the distance was between countries and not continents.

I came back to Caracas, and 3 weeks later I had my formal boyfriend being introduced to my parents and Venezuelan friends, who immediately loved him.