Stephanie and Jorge
How We Met
Jorge and I met our freshman year of college at Virginia Tech in 2010. We both lived in the same dorm and it just so happened that we lived on the same hall. The hall was split in half (girls and guys) and every weekend the girls and guys would spend time together. Jorge and I didn’t officially meet until sometime in October 2010, around the time of his birthday. That was the first time we exchanged phone numbers and began to talk and see each other on campus frequently. However, with all of the excitement of freshman year, and college in general, Jorge and I lost touch completely until February 2012.
That February, I was attending a fraternity social event with some of my sorority sisters. I was wandering around the apartment we were in, searching for a friend, when I turned around and saw Jorge. It definitely caught me by surprise! After all, I hadn’t seen him in 2 years. We reconnected the entire night and couldn’t seem to pull away from each other.
For over a year, we continued talking and meeting up to grab lunches on campus (at our favorite dining hall, Owens, of course!). It was September 21, 2013 when we made things official. Marshall was playing Virginia Tech in Lane Stadium and during the Enter Sandman entrance he asked me to be his girlfriend. I almost didn’t hear him correctly through all of the noise, so I continued jumping up and down with the entire student section. A few minutes later, I said, “Wait, what did you say?” and he asked me one more time. It was definitely a special moment in one of our favorite places in the world—Blacksburg.
how they asked
For Christmas in 2016, Jorge went back home to La Paz, Bolivia to see his parents and the rest of his family. I had no idea when he left that he’d end up being stuck there for 9 months. It was March of 2017, only 3 months apart, and yet I was dying to see him. One of my first flights on an airplane was so worth it! I traveled over 3,700 miles to Bolivia to see Jorge and his family. Since it was my first time in the country, he had planned a whole week of events and sights we needed to see while I was there. On Monday, March 13, 2017, we made the trek to the largest natural salt flat in the world, Salar de Uyuni. We spent the day on the salt flats, taking silly pictures and eating lunch, prepared with fresh salt produced in the town.
At nearly sunset, our entire tour group was pretty exhausted and had to decide between waiting to see the sunset or heading back to our hotels. Our tour group chose the former, so we stayed to see the sunset and it was absolutely worth it!
Jorge and I wanted to get a romantic photo with the sunset behind us, so we handed Jorge’s iPhone over to the tour guide. He started firing off tons of pictures, while communicating in Spanish to Jorge. My Spanish is minimal, so all along I thought we were simply taking photos.
After a minute or so, Jorge held both of my hands in his and he looked straight into my eyes. He started talking, reflecting on everything that we had been through together. Seconds later, he got down on one knee (which meant kneeling in a half a foot of water!) and he asked me to marry him.
Without a doubt, I said, “Yes!” and then the wind began to blow wildly–so much that Jorge couldn’t even put the ring on my finger (we didn’t want it to blow away!). So, we hurried back into the tour guide’s RV and I put the ring on for the first time. It was definitely a magical moment, in a breathtaking place, that I’ll never forget.