Jan.25th, 2015 It was a modest beginning, all things considered. On a cold night in Arizona (usually a contradiction), they met at a quaint Thai food restaurant in the humble town of Scottsdale. The food was decent and their conversation had the usual banter; they were both travelers, both had seen the world beyond most horizons. He ordered the Pad Thai, she the Green Curry (which was far too spicy). As they spoke an obvious and immediate chemistry formed, which neither of them could have guessed at the time would lay the foundations for a romance which would bring them together for the following years, no matter the obstacles in their way or the distance between them. For as they began to know the other, it was clear that though they had both traversed the globe, there was still more to see and would mean little without someone to share it with. So begins the story of Kurt and Alicia, two people whose odds of meeting were astronomically small and yet formed a bond of love that would see them brought together in matrimony from now until the end of time. From the beaches of San Diego to the deserts of Arizona; from the jungles of Mexico to the urban sprawl of Beijing, the two would save their greatest adventures for the promise of a life spent with the other, and would have many more journeys to come.
Not long after we met we both were faced with the dilemma that our lives were quickly going in different places. I'd just gotten out of the Navy and had planned on leaving to Seattle shortly after arriving back in Arizona, and she was just finishing her MBA at ASU, which would likely take her elsewhere. Neither of us felt that there needed to be an immediate end to a good thing, so we stayed in touch, spending hours a night talking over Skype and even on occasion, visiting the other; her in Austin, myself in Seattle. We made many a fond memory skipping between the two great cities but ultimately we both felt the need to be closer to one another; and so it was that I moved to Texas, living in Dallas and diving throughout the Southwest, making the long trek to Austin when I could. As time went on, proximity became a greater priority, and after several wonderful years we moved in together, at least until I was able to work up the nerve to fly halfway around the world to China with her, to the top of the highest building in Beijing to finally ask her hand in marriage, to which she graciously said, "seriously?!!"