Location: New York, NY
Season: Late Spring
School was out for summer (I teach, remember). A friend had offered us his place in the city for free for a long weekend. Flights were cheap. We had only been dating for 6 months (though we were already living together because we “just knew”) and thought it would be a great, romantic, cheap, getaway. COUNT US IN.
We had both been to the city before. Jesse had been a few times in his adult life and already knew of some cool spots to re-visit. I, however, had only been once when I was 12ish. My dad worked for an airline and thought it would be cool to take us to the top of the Statue of Liberty (back when you could climb the cramped circle staircase right into the crown and peer out over the city). So we got up early one morning, boarded a plane, landed in NY, headed to the statue, then got straight back on the plane to fly home. We literally were gone 24 hours… so I really knew nothing about the city (except what I learned watching Sex and the City).
We landed with our carry-ons and hopped straight onto the subway. We ate lunch, we day drank, we saw the sights, we went to less known locations, we explored some book stores, we walked by the pier… and that’s when we decided to take an evening sail to watch the sunset, drink, and see the Statue again. Man I miss the spontaneity of our pre-kid life… memories…. anyway, I digress.
It’s was this moment that forever altered the course of my life, though, at the time, I never would have known- it was just a cool thing to do.
We loved the sail. It was spring so still pretty chilly, especially on the water after the sunset. So in prep, I bought a cute wrap/scarf thing from a street vendor to wear to keep me warm (I still wear that damn thing).
I can’t be certain this was THE BOAT (hell, it’s been 6 years!) but it gives you an idea. It was massive and beautiful and we drank and talked and Jesse explained all the boat stuff. Again, we had only been dating a few months and I knew he loved to sail but I didn’t know AT ALL how much he knew! I was blown away (pun not intended, but it works)!
After we returned to the dock and as the crowds were departing, Jesse asked if he could use the “head” (I later realized it was boat speak for “bathroom”). So we got to go down below. I had thought the upper deck and cockpit of the boat was beautiful, but I was NOT prepared for the exquisite woodwork that was below. This boat was massive and could easily sleep a crew of 10 if not more (again, I am certain I am not recalling it all perfectly- how was I to know then what I know now). He showed me around a little and told me what was what without being too nosy and then we headed above to go get dinner.
While I may not recall exactly which boat, and I may not recall exactly what else happened that night, I will NEVER forget the conversation we had as we walked down the dock hand in hand:
Jesse: You know, people live on those things. Just like their house.
Me: That makes sense, I mean, it’s huge.
Jesse: They raise their kids on those boats and sail around the world visiting new places and seeing new things.
Me: Really? I mean, I’m a teacher, I could home school our kids while we explore the world.
Jesse: *stops moving and stares at me*
Me: I’m serious. I love the idea. How do we make that happen?
Again, I can’t be certain exactly what happened after all that, but I believe we spent the rest of the evening chatting about boats, kids, our futures, and how we could possibly make it all happen.
Fast Forward 6 years, 2 kids, and two moves later… and it’s happening. NOW. That moment 6 years ago changed our course so significantly that now that it’s here, this moment we’ve literally talked about daily since then, I can barely even process it all. I’m so utterly excited but also scared fucking senseless! But, as my dear friend and biggest cheerleader, Jen, has helped me see:
I will share more details soon, but I had to tell the back story first.