So as you all know, I fell in love with Diego, my now common-law, Paisa husband, when I first went to Medellin. I actually photographed him my first day in Medellin when he played with Juanita Dientes Verdes at the Altavoz Festival in 2011, then met him the next day, and we instantly became friends, then more than friends, then, less than 2 years later we became common-lawed.
We have officially been together for 2 years now, but my family had yet to meet him in person. Once on Skype, but other then that, this girl, who has always been “F*&^ marriage! I don’t need a piece of paper to tell me I love someone!” is suddenly married (and relishing that piece of paper) to a man my family didn’t know.
So a few weeks ago, in October of 2013, I used tickets I won with JetBlue to bring my dad to Cartagena so he could meet his semi-legal son-in-law. (Legally married in Colombia, but the USA won’t recognize our marriage until it becomes civil).
I needed my dad to meet him first – it’s a daughter thing – and it was such an amazing trip. For 5 days the 3 of us hung out, walked around Cartagena, visited the historic city, saw the San Felipe castle (which Diego and I skipped this past winter when we went to Cartagena), ate delicious food, and basically just hung out doing simple things like families do.
But it made me so incredibly happy to introduce my father to the man I love, and they got along famously. And yes, there was some ganging up on me and my horrible ability to grasp the Spanish language, and the fact that I somehow never knew that Colombia is famous for its emeralds (why did I never read this anywhere or realize that is, I guess, common knowledge). And yes, we poked a bit of fun at Colombia and the tourism as we went shopping for the traditional touristy Colombian style men’s shirts for dad (who Diego started called “Don Tony” because he looked like a Colombian drug lord from the movies), but in all it was such an amazing time.
And although I got photos of me and dad, dad and Diego, and Diego and me, I somehow failed to get a photo of the 3 of us together (go photographer Dani).
Though I did realize where my love of photographing doors comes from:
There was a ton of amazing stuff, some actually interesting to others, some just amazing to us because of the sentiment is holds, but these are just a few of my favourite photos of the 3 of us from the trip.
And now someone had met Diego in person, so I have proof I’m not making him up!