In the little beachside town of Isla Vista, we would exchange friendly hellos and a wave while Jack would bike slowly by on his beat up beach cruiser with a surfboard in hand. This became a daily occurrence as he knew he could find me at any given time hanging in the sun on our front porch. After a whole year of small talk and calling Jack my "imaginary boyfriend", he finally built up the courage to ask me out for a drink. From that point on, we rarely left each other's side. Seven years later, you can find us at the same surf break where it all started, camping up and down the coast, in the mountains, and generally on the move! On our special weekend, we hope to share a glimpse into our lives in the place we call home with those we love so much!