And another one bites the dust

Niki at Campo de las Naciones, Madrid
Niki went back to the states on Friday, for good. NYC to be exact. Queens to be more exact. If you look through the archives of my blog or Flickr page, you can see that she has been around for most of my time in Spain. Aww, the memories. The first time I met Niki, we were both in the waiting room at American Language Academy. We had both been hired there, and were waiting for Catja to do our orientation. However, I was rolling my eyes, because Niki was stuck in a conversation talking about how she went to a-hem Brooown. 'Oh no, not another one' I was thinking to myself. However, I didn't realize it at the time, but she was talking to Carlos. There's no way you can have an interesting conversation with that man. I found out Niki was cool and that I liked her sometime during our meeting. So, Niki and I became mates not too long after that.
I could write a history, no, an anthology of our experiences together, but rather, I am posting some photos showing some of our best and worst times. Hope you enjoy! Especially you Niki, love you!

Killin' some time in the ALA staff room. Some of my first memories of Niki are from this place.

Punk rock Niki on Halloween

That's right, take it like a man. That was the best mullet ever.

Niki's Friday night face

Chewing some meat snacks at the ALA staff lunch

Niki's favorite activity, botellón at Parque del Oeste

Jeff and Niki

Niki, Stephen, and I being nerds at the park

"I'm just gonna lay down for a... ZZZZZZZZZZ"

Our first trip to Valencia

Aww, we look like babies in this picture. November seems like such a long time ago.

Botellón at the beach, Niki's second favorite thing to do

In the metro

Nice chapeaux

The bittersweet taste of a broken Mahou on the ground but the best laugh I had all week

Oooh, burning embers

I think the situation has been sufficiently analyzed

Chilling on the beach at a chiringuito during our girls weekend in Málaga