Our Second Date

OUR OFFICIAL SECOND DATE
A good friend of mine decided to join us for a double date. We planned out the whole night. We would meet at Cafe Rio at 5:00 and then drive to the Hot pots up Spanish Fork Canyon. I went and picked up Paul and we drove to meet Candice and Zach for dinner... Once we got to Cafe Rio Paul walked in and saw an old mission companion of his and yelled out "Ziggy", i turned to look to meet one of his mission companions and turns out it was Candices boyfriend Zach. I was so relieved that they knew each other because that meant it would be a fun date and not awkward. We enjoyed dinner and we were on our way. We got to the trail head and started on our long hike. I had been on this hike a few times and knew where i was going and what to expect. We hiked about two miles to the first hot pot, at this time the sun had already gone down and we were using our flashlights. There were a ton of people in the hot pots so we decided to hike a little bit and come back down to see if anyone had cleared out. About thirty minutes later we came back and got in the hot pots. We were sitting in the hot water for about ten minutes when i realized that there were two mexican men in the hot pots with us. It wasn't til i leaned my head back against a rock and felt something soft, picked it up and realized it was underwear, that i then realized those men were skinny dipping in the hot pots with us. 

We got out of there as fast as we could and started laughing so hard we were all crying.

As we were drying off, huge rain drops started to fall. It started to rain so hard, hared than i have ever seen rain fall in my life! The rain would hit the ground so hard that it would splash mud up onto our legs. We decided it was probably smart to start heading back considering the trail would start to get very muddy and slick. 

This trail has a lot of ledges that you have to scale along.

We started running down the mountain in hopes to keep from getting too drenched. After the first hundred yards we realized it was no use, we just all had to deal with the fact that we were going to be dripping wet and covered in mud. 

(This is a picture of all the dried mud on the back of my legs at the end of the hike)

This was the first time i realized how easy going Paul was. He took a situation that could've been a really bad night and made it so much fun. We laughed and played in the mud the whole way down. I realized that what ever life had to throw at us, we would make the best of it and enjoy the little moments of spontaneous fun we have. 

This picture was our first picture ever taken together, this was when we made it safely back to the car after the hike.

 NEXT ON THE CURTIS FAMILY BLOG: PAUL TELLS ME FOR THE FIRST TIME HOW HE FEELS ABOUT ME, and...... I FREAK OUT.