It was a blur. Almost over as soon as it began. We sat at the communal table drinking wine and grazing through the options on the menu. Laughing and enjoying one another. Still. All these years later. The next morning we would go our separate ways. Me back to Dallas and he to California – only to wait for the next adventure. I have to confess that the living apart is not always the easiest thing, but when we come together it is – simply put – fun.