In 2019, we were both living in the Bay Area just a couple miles from each other - yet it took a fateful and luckily-timed international vacation for us to meet. We were both on trips with friends going all across Europe and happened to stay at the same hostel in Spain for overlapping nights. The hostel put on nightly bar crawls and at the first bar, Joe bumped into Emily (or she bumped into him, who's to say). From there, 3 nights of dancing, people watching, and adventures together ensued. After returning home, we had our first proper date - picnicking at San Francisco's Dolores Park, eating cheeses Joe brought back from Europe, and talking for hours in the rain. Hate to spoil the ending, but we think you know how the rest of the story goes...