About a month ago, Pollito told me we were going to go get drinks one afternoon after work. And that we were going to go for a walk. I readily accepted. Walking along the parks is a favorite activity of mine and we had great weather.
He suggested that we go walk down the coast/cliff to go to the restaurant Rosa Nautica. Its a really pretty restaurant that is out on a little breakwater off the coast of Lima. It gets all lit up at night and looks amazing. We took a mini tour of the restaurant and decided to go into the bar instead. It was like being in a nautical themed bar. Everything was dark wood and there were ships and brass and steering wheels everwhere. I loved sitting on top of the sea. Pollito caught me staring off into the sea and was like...."hello!!". I love watching the sea. We ordered drinks and were mesmerized by a couple´s out of bedroom bedroom antics. C'mon people. You are in a public place, and not a club, so lets not sit on laps and makeout like there's no tomorrow. We were talking about the future and what was going on and how I am afraid that he isn't actually going to go to the US because of all the complicated family stuff down here in Peru. At one point he reached for his jacket, and I had a premonition of him getting a ring out. It came totally out of the blue, and then I forgot about it because the hand came up empty.
Instead of spending more money on drinks we went up to the top of the coastline again and when wandered around the tourist center. We ended up at this Arab place in Miraflores, that was pretty good, but I think the food had a lot of msg (big surprise) so was hit by a wave of tiredness. We decided to walk all the way back to the car and always, the topic of conversation circled around the future. Little did I know....
When we were finally back I home, we talked more about, which I didn't find strange because it had been a while since we really talked about what was going to happen. Finally Pollito asked me a question that I thought was really odd. He asked me to rate how much I wanted to be with him forever on a scale of one to ten. I didn't answer, I looked at him like he was crazy.
Then he told me to close my eyes and count to ten, slowly. At this point, I knew, and was kinda freaked out. I could hear him moving around and then when he told me to open my eyes he was on one knee with a little black box looking at me with his big earnest eyes. It was pretty romantic...too bad I was kinda freaked out. He had a ring and everything!!
I told him that I had to think about it....
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