Finally, it was time for me to visit Steff on her soil -- in Virginia.  It wasn't like I had never been to the United States, my family travelled there every year on some cross country adventure.  The last trip I took by myself was to California which was a blast.  But this was the first time I was going to visit someone for a whole week.

We decided to have a little detour to New York City during the week.  The first time I ever went to NYC, it was filled with tragic memories as my best friend had died the week before and I couldn't get out of the trip.  I didn't have a good time and not only that, people who were my friends turned out to be backstabbers.  I was determined to go back to NYC and create new memories.  That's where Steff stepped in and offered to do that for me which I am forever grateful for because she managed to erase that horrible time I had and allowed me to appreciate NYC from that point onwards.

Busch Gardens

New York City!!!

Washington, DC - a complete washout!

King's Dominion

FBI Tour and just hanging!

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