It was the first day of spring break, and I was bound for South Australia. Eight flights there and back, the first two landed me in Malaysia where I spent a day wandering through air that felt as though I could swim through it. By evening, I was making my way to the low cost air carrier in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. I got there early, so I located a corner in the McDonald's at this sketchy establishment, and made sure that all of my belongings where in sight and attached to me. It was here that I received my first proposal on spring break...
His name was Maxim. Maxim was from Singapore and spoke in a thick accent. He approached me with a container of chicken nuggets, offering me one and asking if he could buy me a drink. I simply looked at him and told him I didn't eat meat, not wanting to deal with this sort of interaction late at night. He sat down and continued talking to me, but spoke too quickly for my jet-lagged brain to understand. From what I gathered, he had body guards and he wanted to marry me. So...I went to my gate.
The next day, I arrived in Adelaide, two hours late. My boyfriend, Jessup, picked me up from the airport, and I officially began my spring break in South Australia. A visit to the Adelaide zoo, many museums, the National Wine Center, and of course my lodging—a Ketch tall ship. My spring break was filled with delicious food, tap water that was safe to drink, and clean toilets - not to mention another proposal, which definitively one-up'ed the one I had received from Maxim in the Kuala Lumpur Airport.
On my second to last day in Adelaide, Jessup took me to a beach in Semaphore—we had this pristine beach to ourselves, aside from a few kite boarders along the shoreline. There were no chicken nuggets involved this time...just shells to collect, sand in my shoes, and a definite yes.
(Article by Tara)