Mitchteryosa tagged me and I am playing...
What Were You Thinking when you first met your current main squeeze? (husband, wife, boyfriend, girlfriend, significant other, sex partner, WHATEVER!)
We met in December 2000 within the crowded and busy Don Muang International Airport in Bangkok. My first reaction was 'oh no, I am right, he's not the man.' Curious reaction right? That's because our love affair started because of a mistaken identity. I mistook him for someone else. That's a story for another blog :-)
He was expecting me (the right one) at the airport though. He's sweet (not just because of the dozens of chocolates her presented to me) but because I warmed to him as fast. He's got no pretentions, he gave me a hug, as if we know each other for a long time (discounting the fact that we have only met). Then easily made me feel welcome by asking first about me -- if I am tired or do I need a drink or do I want to eat something -- when it was him who was sitting for 14 hours in very narrow plane seat.
That first meeting took us to a short trip to the airport coffee shop, where we chatted a bit. Then he brought me home before he continued on his four-hour journey to the resort where I work. What was I thinking? That he's a nice man, so I let myself go for a ride on a 'let's and wait and see' mode. Wrong man but right decision. We've been happily married since 2001 - after a whirlwird romance.
Now I am curious about the stories of Sleepless in Stockholm, Liza's Eyeview, Schroochchronicles and Thoughts on Transitions -- please share them!