I have a beautiful memory of friendship: the time I met my penpal in person after three years of writing letters to each other.

I do feel like an old friend who longing each other and finally reunited after a long time separated.

I pray and hope we cross each other's paths sometime sooner than later.

We spent a pleasant afternoon in downtown Mexico City, walking around Bellas Artes and going to a classic café in the Torre Latinoamericana. A unique experience.

We talked as easily in real life as we did in the app, wandered around the mall and ate dessert at Dippin’ Dots...

We exchanged a few handwritten letters (until mine was lost in the mail), met a few times to work together in a café or walk along the Seine.

Next month, we’ll finally overcome the 320 km that separate us and meet in person.

He came to my city and we met and spent one of the best weeks in my life. He became one of my best friends.

She took a plane and drove 200km by car to see... me? Just... me?