Let it always be known that I was who I am.

the cool, grey city of love

 “I have found out that there ain’t no surer way to find out whether you like people or hate them than to travel with them.”  – Mark Twain

...sigh...

our first real vacation together officially ended today. 

i came home to two sleepy doggies, a lonely bed & a mostly empty refrigerator. 

my OCD-self wants to unpack the bags & start the laundry. 

my body wants dinner & a glass of wine & a good night's sleep. 

but my brain is still on pacific time... 

a beautiful montage of memories spins behind my eyes every time i try to close them. 

we. had. a. magical. time. 

this great adventure was full of love & adventure & spontaneity....

weddings & wine tasting & long walks & beaches & dear friends...

delicious food & scenery & bicycles & tattoos... 

sun & rain & sand & hiking & surf...

holding hands & naps & umbrellas & band aids....

...sigh...

i'd do it all over again if i weren't terrified it wouldn't be as perfect as the first time. 

so i'll just document all i can in word & photo....

and in the decades that come, dustin & i will look back & fall in love with those days 

& with one another all over again.