I can't remember the exact day that I met John. It just seemed like one day he was my best friend. He was one of those rare people that I felt just thought like me in every way possible. He was my best friend, my partner in crime, and to this day I still remember laughing so hard about his pulled butt muscle that I nearly pissed myself.

Highlights I remember about John:

I can't help thinking that as we got older, John and I would have eventually gotten ourselves into more trouble had we kept going the way we were. Although for two bored kids in a foreign country, I think we did what normal kids our age did. Explored and just had fun. I can't remember a bored day with that guy. Everything we did was for a laugh of some kind. Thanks for that John. I still have that gold cross by the way.