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Our next 6 months. from January of 2019 till June of 2019. It was about love and outdoor adventures. We swam together in the same Floridan beach of Tampa Bay, did fishing in the same Georgian lake of San Atlanta Georgia, on the same boat. did both hiking and outdoor BBQ in the Californian mountains of San Jose. We even went to the 2 US states of both North Dakota and south Dakota. to have a week-long camp with a local Apache tribe. the Apache tribe chief was not into the idea of letting visitors take camp in their tribe. but with both my talk and my "new and improved "jokes, he let us take camp in their tribe. under the condition that we abide by their rules and not ruin their ecosystem. We have their promises for that. And to that we camped.

First Day: As we settled into our camp on the first day, the eager kids from the camp approached us, curious to know more about us. We quickly became friends with them. They were particularly interested in the cowboy lifestyle in Mexico. I explained that it was quite like American cowboys in the USA, with one notable difference: our love for Mexican cuisine, including tacos, tequila, enchiladas, and more. To connect with the Apache kids, I offered to teach them soccer, which they enthusiastically accepted. While I spent the afternoon teaching soccer, my fiancée bonded with the Apache women through gardening and even learned to ride a horse from them. I had intended to be her instructor, but they beat me to it, reminding me that life does not always go as planned. The day ended with a campfire and Apache dancing.

Second Day: On the second day, the Native American people kindly gave us a tour of the local ecosystem and provided us with horses to ride. Isabella initially struggled to ride due to her fear of heights, but with my aid and encouragement, she overcame her fears. During the tour, they shared insights about the local flora and fauna that were not available on the internet and shared an Apache story with a valuable message about choosing the less-travelled path. We met friendly fishers along the way but declined their invitation to join them. However, we did capture the majestic beauty of Mount Rushmore in a photograph and concluded the day with an Apache-style outdoor BBQ.

Third Day: Our third day involved different activities. I was eager to swim and fish, while Isabella planned to do our laundry. I decided to aid her with the laundry before indulging in my activities. Unexpectedly, Apache men and women joined us at the lake, bringing assorted items such as steel wires, vegetables, an axe, and firewood. They ingeniously set up a miniature powerline to help Isabella with laundry, created a cozy campfire, and used the vegetables and fish I caught to prepare a delightful lunch that we all enjoyed. Their generosity left an impression on us, highlighting their kindness and compassion.

Fourth Day: Trouble arose on the fourth day when a greedy landowner from Las Vegas, Nevada arrived with an eviction warrant, intending to replace the camp with a luxurious mall. Despite his threats and tries to release snakes into the camp, the Apache people courageously caught the snakes and protected their camp. The landowner fled but was later reported to the police. That night, we heard a crying boy, and Isabella's compassion led her to comfort him with a Portuguese lullaby. Her unexpected singing talent impressed me, and we ended the night in each other's arms.

Fifth Day: On the fifth day, we engaged in vegetable harvesting and saw the Apache children playing while their parents watched. Whenever they heard a snake hiss, they sought safety in their parents' arms, accompanied by their pet dogs and eagles. This experience reinforced our appreciation for community spirit.

Sixth Day: More trouble ensued on the sixth day when a young Apache girl, Jacey, ran away from the camp after being ridiculed for her desire to hunt. Despite her age, she was determined to prove herself. A search party was organized, and I joined it with Isabella, equipped with weapons. After hours of searching, we found Jacey injured but alive. She had met difficulties while hunting and was scolded by her parents. This incident taught us not to make assumptions based on gender stereotypes. We ended the day with a hunting expedition and fishing, followed by dinner and Apache dancing.

Seventh Day: On the final day of camp, we bid farewell to our newfound friends and the camp we had grown to love. The Apache chief and the people gifted us with prayer beads and a beautifully hand-crafted flute. Our journey back home included stops at a 1950s-style diner in Nebraska, a local church for Sunday prayers in Kansas, and car maintenance in Oklahoma. Despite our exhaustion, we cherished the memories and lessons learned during our week at the camp, particularly the importance of community spirit and living life to the fullest.

Upon returning home, we stayed in touch, cherishing the lasting bond formed with the Apache community and the wisdom gained from our experiences.