Our adventures begin with a short trip to a land called Ohio. When I told people that I was going there, most responded with the same question: "What's in Ohio." The answer was simple to me: "A lot of things. The girl of my dreams, the love of my life . . . well I guess it's just one thing, but that one thing is everything." The mingled excitement and nervousness, hope and fear, all balanced by an attempt at practicality made sleeping away the train ride a futile effort. All of that vanished, however, in the moment we reached each other. We threw our arms around one another and both knew that we never wanted to let go again.

But before we all get out the buckets, allow me to shift gears. To focus entirely on our little love story is easy for me to do, but it wouldn't tell the whole story. The day after my arrival I found myself in a bar called 69 Taps, so named for the wall of beer taps running the entire length of the bar. The beer selection, however excellent, wasn't even the best part of the place. Gathered in this bar I met a fantastic group of people. The transition from strangers to friends could barely be measured on a stop watch. So welcomed was I by the friends of my sweetheart, that I can't wait to go back and visit again.

A rekindled love, great times, and a slew of new friends. If this first excursion is an indication of what the rest of our adventures have in store, this will truly be the time of our lives.