It's been a while, since a guy met a girl (or a girl met a guy, I always get it confused). They chatted for a while, and things sort of developed from there. Then one day – the 30th of August in 1992, in fact – they decided that maybe the chatty thing could be a bit more. It took some work. A lot of work, in fact. No small amount of effort had to be exerted on both sides. But things were pretty good.
Then one day – the 30th of August in 2001, in fact – they got married. Still things were hard sometimes, but not all the times, so it was considered that decision wasn't a bad one.
Then one day – the 30th of August in 2005, in fact – they decided it was time they had a vacation. So they got in their shiny new car and drove west until they hit the big water, then they turned south for a little while, and spent a day and a night and another day enjoying all the things it had to offer. They relaxed, they had fun, and they emerged with maybe a story or two.
This is that story.
[Comments in blue are by Jet Wolf. Red is Ultrace.]