Two Stories

The honeymoon: sun, sleep, sunsets, staph, snorkeling, sushi, sexy-sexy. There you go.

But two things that might actually interest you:

We spent part of the honeymoon on a rather remote part of an island. There was only one tiny market that we’d drive to for food and beer. We walked in one time alongside a woman I recognized immediately. She was dressed like a local (and by that I mean t-shirt, shorts, flip-flops, and a serene smile), and that was what threw me at first. But I knew it was her. Continue reading