We met at a concert in San Francisco mid-week, both of us wondering how long we really wanted to stay out that night. Sam saw her through the crowd, incorrectly believed that he had caught her eye, and left his friends to drift towards her. After dancing a bit too close to her she abruptly turned around and, gently but firmly, pushed his face away in a clear, "hands off buddy!" manner. As a feeble apology attempt, he offered to buy her a drink at the bar. She said yes to an oversized can of PBR and conversation, and that's where it all started!
We were in a small beach town in Mexico, leaving the winter rain and cold of San Francisco to soak up some warmer weather. Little did Sarah know that Sam had thrown caution to the wind, stowed a diamond ring in his luggage, and decided he would know what to say when the moment came. We hiked out to a secluded waterfall before any other tourists were on the trails, Sam remembered to get down on one knee, and after some intense hyperventilating, Sarah confirmed that she had said yes!