I've been a little bit behind in life lately, but finally, a new #blog post has emerged from the tangled mess. This past week Bo Bo and I trekked out to #aldergrove to discover a tiny little place in the weirdest of areas, #mazatlanmexicanrestaurant. The food was so good, fresh and cheap. I think I may have found a new top ten spot. Join along as I probed the shit outta Bo Bo's relationship situation. #badchoiceofwords
Bo Bo part deux! For this post we traveled into the dark, sweltering hole that is Aldergrove to try a Mexican joint that had amazing reviews online. Bo Bo was my first blog post, so I felt it was time to catch up, and see how everything is working out in his life. His long distance relationship is still going strong, so I figured it was time to take a look into what works and what doesn’t, since I have no experience with long distance anything, really.
Me: Do you believe in soulmates?
Bo Bo: No, but I think there’s a certain amount of people you can connect with way easier.
Me: If you could change your name to anything, what would it be?
Bo Bo: Wolfgang Tiberius, because come on. How is that not epic?
Me: Biggest fear?
Bo Bo: Being alone. Not just being single, which at times sucks and can be scary when I think of not having anyone in the future, but also with friends. That fear that they’ll all move on to bigger and better things and I’ll be left behind. Forgotten and ignored.
Me: Are you happy with the way your life currently is?
Bo Bo: Yeah, actually. I mean, there’s definitely room for improvement. I’m still happy. Still have lots of fucking cool friends. Friendships are the most important thing for me. Way more than family.
Me: Yeah, you can pick your friends, right?
Bo Bo: Exactly. Well, not really. Even then, I just tend to meet people, I didn’t choose them. Like you, I didn’t choose to be friends with you. We just hung out and it was like shit, okay. That’s easy. We’re done.
Me: What appeals to you the most with your long distance relationship?
Bo Bo: Her mostly. It’s also kinda nice knowing that there’s someone out there that loves me and cares for me as much as she does, but I still have an intense amount of privacy if I need it. I live on my own, I have all my own shit, I get to do all my own stuff.
Me: Yeah, I feel like with your situation, that works for you because that’s what you want right now. I feel like you like the long distance thing. The fact that you get to talk to someone and be all mushy mushy, but you don’t have to do anything.
Bo Bo: Yeah, and by the time everything is settled, and we can be together, I’ll probably be bored of not having her around, so I imagine it will be perfect.
Me: That could be awhile, right? So you’re fine with that being two to three years down the road?
Bo Bo: Ehhh…yeah. I think I could handle it. I mean, it would be nice if we could get together once and a while, but we both don’t really have the time off right now…but yeah, the wait sucks. Especially since she’s three hours ahead.
Me: Do you have any concerns with the long distance relationship? Like, you’re investing a lot of time and it might not pan out, for example?
Bo Bo: Yeah, there’s always a fear, but you just kinda gotta do it. It’s either going to work out or it’s not, like any relationship. What worries me more than losing interest, is that we finally get together, and then realizing that wow, we really don’t work together. I think another downside is, I’m 30, I’m getting older, and I feel like I haven’t spent much of my life being sexually active.
Me: Is there anything you’ve learned from past relationships that you don’t want to repeat?
Bo Bo: Don’t do something because someone makes me feel like shit about it. The other thing is, don’t get into a relationship or something with someone, just because I’m lonely.
In Aldergrove, in a weird little industrial-style area, lives the cutest little Mexican place, with the cutest little owners, called Mazatlán Mexican Restaurant. We got chips, we got appies, we got mains, and we got dessert. Ballin’ in the free world. I forgot to get a picture of the appy, but it was gone pretty quickly. I can’t remember what it was called, and I couldn’t find the proper menu online, but it was like a big dip, with beans, guac, salsa fresca, cheese, and more. It only came with two small taco shells, so we went through those pretty quick, and then just ate it with our forks, since it was that good. For mains, I got the little bean empanada appy, with a side of guac. Bo Bo got the taco plate, with steak for filling. After that, we shared the most amazing dessert. I have no idea what it was called. It wasn’t on the menu, and we asked if they had any churros, and the waitress said, “No, but we have something similar. Very tasty.” I said yup, bring it to Jabba. It did not disappoint. It was like a mix between a churro and a crepe. Crispy on the outside, but soft on the inside, and flat like a pancake. I might have to add this place to my list of regular haunts. My favourite part of the whole experience though, was when I took a bite of the dessert, and my friend made a joke at the same time, so I laughed and inhaled a bunch of icing sugar which made me choke. The little (under five feet) waitress walked by me and gave me a hearty slap on the back and continued on. It didn’t help, I laughed harder. She’s the cutest damn woman ever.