10 years ago tonight, Abby and I met on the dance floor of the Bear's Tooth, dancing up a hippy storm to the bluegrass music of Grashoppah, at the March First Tap. Her bouncing braid drew me in like a magnet, and my moves were likewise irresistible. A couple of days later we met again for dinner, then were off to Honduras a few weeks after that. Six months later we travelled through South America for 6 and a half months, and the rest is history.
We were discussing the circumstances of our meeting today, and Abby
informed me that at the March 2013 First Tap, Clinton Fearon, a
well-known reggae musician who plays in Anchorage every year, would be
playing. "If it had been Clinton Fearon," she said, "I don't think we'd
have met. I don't know how to dance to Clinton Fearon." I suspect
she's right. About the meeting, I mean.
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| Renjo La, Nepal, 2008. |
10 Years in, life is good. I love you, baby!
1 comment:
Congrats you two...you were obviously meant for each other! Keep enjoying love and your life adventure together! Sending Love from Paradise!!! xoxo Auntie
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