Maia calls her father to tell him about the engagement, and that she and Wade are eloping. Unlike Me-Me, Clyde doesn’t care about weddings and big formal affairs. But it matters that Dub has the money to care for his daughter. Clyde: *on the phone* So he’s finally putting a ring on it? Good. *brief…
The house is quiet, and everyone else is asleep when we return to the rental. It’s officially the morning of our wedding, but we don’t wait until after exchanging vows to begin our honeymoon. We are in the world’s most romantic city and are drunk on its effects, so we take full advantage of the…
Drake swims a few laps in the pool. He’s glad that Dub invited him on this trip. Traveling and seeing more of the Sim world has always been on his to-do list, but a big part of him wishes he had more time to prepare. Drake steps out of the pool to take a new…
At six on the dot, Maia and I make our way to the top of Torres Amanecer, to the restaurant of the same name. I approach the host, who greets us in English. I’m glad–otherwise, I’d be in trouble. Host: How may I help you? Wade: We have a six o’clock reservation under the name…
We’re up early the following day to begin our brief road trip to Ciudad Enamorada, only an hour or two away. We leave San Sequoia and pass through Del Sol Valley and a small part of Oasis Springs with Tambara sleeping the entire time. When we arrive in the city, our first task is the…
Now that the unpleasantness is out of the way, it’s time to talk about the trip. Wade: I secured everything for our trip. Maia: Did you? Wade: Yeah, I was thinking we’d go to Ciudad Enamorada. We can leave tomorrow since it’s only a few hours away. Maia: I know…it’s just across the border. Maia…
Maia wakes up before Dub for the first time in a while. She’s having one of those ‘off’ mornings where something doesn’t feel right, but she can’t pinpoint what it is. She also realizes that it could be nothing at all—just one of the many side effects of her mood disorder. Maia knows that the…
Tambara finally joins me in the living room to play, but it seems she likes the rough and tumble stuff. I lift her and swing her around. She rewards me with all her cute little giggles and smiles. A call from Ma interrupts our playtime. Maybe I’m paranoid, but my heart sinks when I see…
I finally discover the best time to work on my SimTube channel, and that’s when everyone else is asleep—or at least in bed. I finish editing and uploading my video with no interruptions. Then I walk around the house doing what my dad always did when we were growing up: locking all the doors and…
Several hours later, I bring home a little girl who is equal parts sleepy and angry. Tambara can barely keep her eyes open as I carry her through the front door, but that doesn’t stop her from being upset about leaving the splash park. My shoulder is wet from her tears, but the crying stops…
