How I met my Husband – Part 2
Right then, where were we? Oh yes, more about how I met my Husband!
Click here if you missed Part 1.
I’d just landed in Manila…
He didn’t meet me at the airport. I instead was conned into a magical mystery tour of the city by a cheeky taxi driver. I finally reached my hotel in Makati. The Aussie had invited me to stay at his place but there was no way that was happening. So I settled on a hotel in the business district, thinking I’d be staying with other corporate types.
Upon checking in, I was given my room swipe key and a voucher for free drink at the bar. Interesting…but I do love a free drink.
I threw my backpack in the room and headed to the bar for the freebie, waiting for the Aussie to text me back and tell me where to meet him for drinks that night. I went back to my room and annoyingly, my key card had stopped working. A hotel worker in the hallway came over to let me in. What a nice friendly man he was. Until he told me he could get into my room at any time. Um, argh.
I called the Aussie who insisted on coming to collect me immediately so we could find somewhere else for me to stay. Such chivalry! Out we checked and off we went to a local bar to chat.
A few drinks in I decided that he presented much less of a risk than the psycho hotel worker so against my better judgement, I agreed to sleep on his sofa.
I was never going to sleep on his sofa. What I mean is, I was going to make him sleep on his sofa and I would be sleeping in the bed.
How exciting though, I’d had a kiss in The Philippines. Same man but details!
The next day we went to the internet cafe in his building so I could upload some pics to Facebook. We were already Facebook friends but I told him I was going to make him my Facebook ‘boyfriend’ for a laugh to see if my friends at home commented on it. He told me to go for it so I did. Oh how we laughed! Actually we just forgot about it and went for lunch.
My next stop was going to be Bangkok where I’d be meeting one of my besties who was also traveling. It would be my birthday when we were there so I had a big night out in mind.
After a couple of days, the Aussie asked me to stay longer and spend my birthday with him instead and after a lot of indecisiveness, I decided to just do it. I wanted to spend more time with him, he was so much more fun that I had imagined and let’s not forget, we were Facebook official!
Side note: at this point I’d told my parents I had an actual boyfriend and whilst they were disappointed that 1) he didn’t live in England and 2) he had a tattoo, they were delighted that I was no longer “on the shelf”.
So I celebrated my birthday in Manila with the Aussie, my ex and his girlfriend. Yes I said that. That’s another story!
After another few days I finally boarded the plane to Bangkok and sobbed like a baby from the moment I kissed the Aussie goodbye. It was at this point that I realised that 99% of my iPod is made up of sad, broken heart songs. It didn’t help.
This time, my heart didn’t just hurt, it almost broke. I had no idea when or if I’d see him again and despite looking forward to all the travel plans I had ahead, I just Felt. So. Sad.
While I was in Thailand with my ex, his girlfriend and his Mum (now you’re intrigued, right?) I invited the Aussie over for a weekend and he said YES! He was finishing up his contract and heading back to Australia for good but came to see me first and we had an awesome weekend together in Bangkok where again, I ticked off a ‘let’s kiss a man in each country’ check box! I’ve always hit my targets.
Sadness followed as he headed home but I had Christmas and New Year on Koh Phangan to look forward to! In fact, that Christmas was still my favourite one ever – before kids of course. I’d spent 6 weeks in Thailand getting qualified in Thai massage (a skill I’ve never since used), playing in the sea, drinking cocktails on the beach and going to Full Moon parties.
I was missing the Aussie though and my phone bill of £450 in 1 month proved that. So when he asked if I wanted to change my plans and head to Australia a few weeks early, I followed my heart and went.
I never did get to go to Malaysia or Singapore, something I do regret but I always believe in following your heart and gut instinct.
We had a brilliant time in Sydney bringing in the New Year together and with some of his friends and family. In fact, a few days later I headed with him to his hometown and met his entire family!
The Aussie and I were a couple, on Facebook and in real life. He asked me to move to Australia and to give our relationship a real go and I didn’t hesitate but say yes. I just knew it was the right thing to do and a risk worth taking. In fact, it didn’t feel like a risk at all.
We headed back to the UK to pack up my things, rent out my apartment and emigrate to Australia.
My sabbatical was going to be for six months but only three months in, I’d completed a life-changing volunteer project, met some amazing people, seen some of the world, met “the One” and emigrated to Australia.
I hadn’t missed out on everything, let’s not forget I’d achieved my ultimate goal of kissing a man in every country I visited! I could now add Australia and the UK to that list. And I suppose I could add Malaysia and Singapore if you count the airports.
That was 9 years ago and since then, we’ve been married twice (again, another story), had two amazing babies, emigrated to the UK and back again and beaten Cancer.
When I think of those moments I might have missed had I not followed my heart. If we hadn’t had the shocking kiss in Beijing. If I hadn’t gone to The Philippines. If we hadn’t decided so quickly to put our relationship out there for the world to see (on Facebook). Well, it could have been very different.
So that’s the very long story of how we very quickly met. I wouldn’t change anything and I have no regrets, only wonderful memories and so much to show for our relationship.
So Happy Anniversary Mr M – I wouldn’t be without you and our beautiful babies.
He still wears that skull hoodie.
So that’s how I met my husband! It’s definitely going to be a fun story for us to tell the kids when they’re older.
How about you, where did you meet your partner? Please share your fun, romantic and crazy stories with me in the comments below or on Facebook!