How They Met
It isn't the classic story of boy meets girl, but it all started with an online scavenge hunt for friends. Laura had just moved to the Bay Area for work at the beginning of 2011, and she had plenty of time after work to seek online friends. In her pursuit for funsies and games, she stumbled across Matt on OKCupid. After a friendly exchange of essay-length messages, Laura and Matt started chatting online during their off hours. Matt was a morning person who worked early hours, and Laura was a night owl who worked late into the night. Their online chats were often brief but left a lasting impression on each other. Then one night, Laura asked him out, not knowing that he would accept. Alas, Matt said yes, and a month later, the two met up at a BART station in San Francisco. They had an early lunch in Japantown and wandered about the city, catching the movie "Puss in Boots," and ended up walking along the Embarcadero. As Laura loudly prattled on about her astigmatism and how the stars all looked like fuzzy blobs, there was definitely a special note in the air. After a quick dinner, Laura snatched Matt's hand out of his pocket, and the two happily strolled back to BART, thus ending their 11-hour first date.
The Hungry Games
Laura's love for food is second to none, and this love helped our relationship bloom together beautifully. Heck, on the first date Laura somehow convinced Matt to try eel, something he would have never thought about trying in his wildest dreams, and slowly he came out of his shell to begin a wonderful journey of culinary exploration together!Meep. Moop. Beep. Boop.
An axious young Matt tries his hardest to conceal the fact that he's constantly paranoid about the status of the engagement band that's secured secretly inside his wallet. Palms sweaty, it's his turn to go through the security screening before the long flight to Hong Kong. Miraculously, to Matt's relief, he made it through security and all the way to Hong Kong without his secret plan being spoiled. Now all that's left is to find the right time. Simple right? Not exactly. Hong Kong is not exactly the ideal place to find the privacy and calmness that he desired. Days went by, and even a week went by without the stars aligning. *Matt pats* the coin pocket of his jeans, without Laura seeing of course, for what was probably the thousandth time just to make sure the ring hadn't gone missing or escaped. With the weather constantly being unpredictable, Matt and Laura decide they'll visit Victoria Peak regardless of the forecast. This is it! No turning back now! Matt and Laura take in the beautiful, but rather scary tram ride all the way up to the Peak Tower. *Pats Pocket*. The views are stunning at the tower, but we're still surrounded by other loud and excited tourists. Matt's research into the Peak convinced them to also take the gorgeous, and rather steep, walk up to the very top of the mountain. They walked through lush green gardens and along small paths that were just barely lit by whatever light could find it's way through the foggy clouds(?). The chilly air caused plants to sway and shake, but not Matt, who was far too wound up(?) to even notice his button up shirt was nowhere near warm enough for his body. Still, a few other couragous tourists could be seen from afar. After what seemed like hours of happy adventuring we reached a secluded garden at the very top of the mountain. The garden came to life as clouds flowed directly through it. The moment was perfect, no turning back now! I tell Laura to wait inside the gazeebo as I set my camera up for a "picture." With a video rolling I take one final deep breath to relax and mantain my composure. Composure that lasted only until the moment I took Laura's hands in mine. She said YES and jumped into my arms before I even had a chance to put the ring on her finger! The ring was finally on her finger and we literally and metiphorically felt as if we were clouds together. What's next and who to tell first? We both immediatly decide and start to head back to Grandma's of course!Meep. Moop. Beep. Boop.
Off To The Wizard!
Talk about venue and delicious bbq. Semi-formal funsies time.Meep. Moop. Beep. Boop.
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