If, five years ago, you'd asked me why someone would visit Oklahoma, I wouldn't have been able to answer. I'd probably have pictured the entire state like this, too:
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 (of many) being that we 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 tried 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, eat her mom's peach cobbler, shop, and "float the river." But to think, had I not met the ever-fabulous K, I wouldn't know what I'd been missing in Oklahoma.
Yes, my dears, I will be Oklahoma-bound soon. In just 10 days, K and I will be embarking on a glorious plan of events, including a phenomenal concert, a celebration with her residency-bound sister, a night on the town with med school friends, lots of good food, a possible St. Patty's Day party in Dallas, and as always, quality time with my best friend. I can hardly contain my excitement..!