The Day I found Waldo

A few years ago I was in a study abroad program in Wales. As part of the program the first week the coordinators took the group of Americans on a few field trips. One such trip was to a castle and some other place that my mind is currently drawing a blank. What? I just woke up from a nap! Ok, fine…technically it’s the second nap of the day but it’s my day off. LAY OFF ME! Anyway, this is the trip when I discovered him. I FREAKIN’ FOUND WALDO!

I was just minding my own business talking to a friend of mine when I noticed his little red and white hat. Guys, he was even wearing the black hipster glasses.

So this is me getting my picture taken in front of a castle

                                                                               

So, I was just standing there before I had to get back on the bus.

                                                                              

                                                                                  

In his defense, he only looked like Waldo because of the hat and glasses. He wasn't even wearing the striped shirt. I know, you would think that if you're going to be Waldo you would just go all out. We ended up spending the rest of the trip giggling every time we saw him.
                                                                                     

This is what he actually looked like.

The rest of the semester was spent playing a real life Where's Waldo game. Anytime we saw him it would warrant an immediate text or email. It also led to some mild stalking behavior.

                                                                                   

OH MY GOD, WALDO IS BUYING MILK!

                                                                               

WALDO IS GOING TO CLASS!

                                                                              

 

Then one day, it was like God was shining down on the "I Heart Waldo" stalkers club. The school we attended really LOVED to throw theme parties for the students. The first week class was in session they had a "Sex Party" theme which very quickly changed to "Playboy Party" theme. Not really much of a difference but that didn't stop the guy in a gold thong to knock on my window the following morning to ask that I let him in the building. But that's a story for another day.

                                                                        

Usually these parties had some reason (other than a lot of drinking) involved. I think this party was to suppose help fund or bring attention to AIDS research or something like that. Anyway, basically everyone was suppose to dress like Waldo or just wear the t-shirt they were also selling. We all hoped that our resident Waldo would not being wearing the t-shirt. We were all pleasantly surprised when we showed up the club and found that he decided to embrace his Waldo-ness and was dressed like Waldo, complete with cane!

                                                                                   

We were so excited, he couldn't figure out why we kept staring at him.

You know how when you see someone and want to take a picture of them but don't want them to know about it because apparently it's considered "weird" and "creepy?" So, instead you have someone stand kind of in front of you just enough so it looks like you're taking their picture when really you're focusing on your actual object? Yeah, we did that...

                                                                              

 

  

 

 

That's how I spent a semester being a creepy stalker. I WASN'T THE ONLY ONE DOING SO STOP JUDGING ME!

You guys thought I was lying...

                                                                             

IT'S FUCKING WALDO!

 Also, here are some outtakes from when "Chris" and I were shopping for glasses. I was so distraught over the news that he shot me in the eye with a Nerf Bullet just so that I would have the same vision as him that I forgot to add these pictures. Oh, I didn't tell you that? Yeah, "Chris" was all Oooooooh! Now you have the same vision as me! Rat bastard...

                                                                               

                                                                             

One day I'll get my friggin letter...ONE DAY!

                                                                                   

He said we couldn't get matching glasses..