I owe a lot to Andrew, actually.
I owe him for the best phone screen lock.
And you know, for being a solid friend and, well, doing the weirdest thing with Daniel, and me, and our friend Katie.
Andrew carried the tunes and DJ’d between Aerosmith and Elvis, etc.
If you didn’t notice that Andrew is in a wheelchair, well, in his words, “get out.”
And we did. Get outside, I mean. Kensington Park is really nice with its wide walkways.
And hardcore river swimmers.
For like a mile and then I couldn’t push him any more because do you know how heavy a grown man is?
Especially Andrew, because at any given moment he probably has a liter of Dr. Pepper hidden in his bag.
Daniel took over for another mile and then Andrew played Taylor Swift, just for him.
All in all…