Somewhere between the monuments, museums, and a dinner cruise, we found ourselves drawn to each other. What started as shared jokes and late-night conversations back at the hotel turned into something more. One long bus ride back to New York later—and the rest, as they say, is history.

On a quiet Friday evening, as we stood on our deck admiring the sunset, Sam nervously dropped to one knee and reached for the ring. But, it slipped through his fingers—only to miraculously lodge between the deck boards. The moment was saved! Sam retrieved the ring, knelt once more, and asked Taylor to marry him. Through laughter, Taylor said yes.