Seven years ago, on a day sunnier than today, at a beach in Seattle, I met a fellow named Justin Bagley. He was sweet and charming and handsome, humble and kind, and I was hooked. And so the adventures began, to Orcas Island, to Cannon Beach, to Italy, Switzerland, France, Spain, the Netherlands, Great Britain, California, New Hampshire, Vermont, Maine, Massachusetts, Idaho, Arizona...(and soon to be a few more in between.)
I believe I can be quoted early on as saying, "I'm not an expensive date. We just need a full tank of gas, and all your time." Quickly he learned that he would also need a passport, numerous plane tickets, and the next seven years.
Justin, thanks for going along with the madness, being a great travelling companion, doing all the dishes, and your willingness to agree to the plan, listen patiently while I completely change the plan, then agree to the new plan, which I am 100% sure of, until I decide that I'm 100% sure of another other plan, over there, which is nothing like the other plan. It has been a great adventure so far.