There are a lot of seaplanes here.
So, I was wife of the year.
Yesterday I gave G credit for finding some of the best restaurants ever. Which is the truth. What I left out, though, is that one of them was right next to the seaplane dock, because he is strategic that way.
While I enjoyed my seafood, he enjoyed the view and told me all about engines and wingspan and propellers that pull planes rather than push them through the air, and at that point my wine kicked in and I didn't really hear anymore. Which is not to say that he stopped talking, it's only to say that I stopped hearing.
Afterwards, we watched them take off and land even more.
I'm throwing him a bone and including a few of his precious shots here, juuuuuuuust in case you happen to be interested.
Aaaaaaaaand wife of the year. The end.
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