Martin and I met in Bangkok four years ago at the entrance to the Ambassador Hotel. In a crazy metropolis of 12 million people I happened to board the one minibus heading to Cambodia that my future husband got on at its second pick-up location – the Ambassador hotel. I was the first person on the bus, he was the second. We talked about traveling (as backpackers tend to do), we explored Angkor Wat together, we drank some beers, we made out.
Cheesy? Totally. Makes me believe in fate? Absolutly.
So, in celebration of the beautiful ride that life has taken us on so far, we’re booked to stay our first night in the Ambassador.
Bringing it full circle.
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You know the saying, “to fly by the seat of your pants?” Well, that's been our philosophy for most of our adult lives – before and after meeting, falling in love and marrying. We're now taking that idea on an extended round-the-world trip. Follow us as we share the good, the bad and the downright nasty of life on the road.
