Dylan

Wow. Tonight, my cousin Dylan Johnson came over for dinner. This was the first time we'd ever met. He's 28,  quite handsome, and my only male cousin. We had a fabulous steak dinner and talked for 3 hours about our lives. Dylan is a backpacker, and travels all over the world doing crazy amazing things. He's been e v e r y w h e r e. During the summer, he moves back home to Saskatchewan to work. I believe he builds houses. Yeah. Anyways, he was telling us all about his trips to Columbia, Indonesia, Australia, India, China.. You name it. He's found a passion, which is diving. Scuba diving, that is. He had an amazing story about how a giant 30ft whale shark swam right up to him while he was exploring a ship wreck, and he grabbed onto the whale shark's fin and they swam away together. What. I want to do that. He's so interesting and has experienced soo much! I'm really upset because I've been doing an Anthropology assignment and couldn't spend the whole evening with him. This is upsetting because I most likely won't see him for AT LEAST 5 years. Maybe he'll be at my wedding. Wow. What a night! I have a cool fam.