I met Becky in university, she was taking classes to get her degree, and I was working for the yellowkeeping crew! My pal and I were truly a mismatched pair, with an affluent rich kid dating a rough-hewn girl from the other side of the tracks; Our chemistry could not be denied, however my good friend and I kept our relationship quiet for several months.
On weekends Becky and I would get in my truck and drive for a few hours, then find a nice hotel for the weekend.
One such trip took us to the village of Seattle, where our lives changed forever. My pal and I were drunk, my good friend and I were in love, and my good friend and I were completely stoned on some of that killer Seattle cannabis. On a lark my good friend and I decided to get married, which was truly simple to do at that point in Seattle, but the next morning my good friend and I woke up and were both somewhat surprised to find that my good friend and I were wife and partner. This made our lives complicated, however my good friend and I stuck together through thick and thin. To this truly day whenever Becky and I get tied up out and need a chop my good friend and I go back to Seattle. Seattle is our touchstone, the place that brought us together, and keeps bringing us back together every time my good friend and I visit. My pal and I always rent a room at the same coastal Seattle hotel, load up on booze and cannabis products, and try to relive our impromptu honeymoon! Becky and I have been married for seven years now, and things are a little stressful right now so I am planning out our next good Seattle getaway.