A married man
It was 38 degrees (that’s 100 in American) and we nearly died in the attempt, but on July 4, Nikki and I tied the knot. It was a quick ceremony - 11 minutes according to someone with a stopwatch and a sporting bent - but beautiful.
And now we’re married people, with whatever that entails. So far, it’s mostly entailed being the laziest two humans in the world, eating delicious things and snorkeling with tropical fish. Normal life resumes tomorrow, but with Nikki now properly around, it won’t be boring.
