Eight years ago, Robert and I were married in the Australian National Botanic Gardens in Canberra. The evening was warm but not hot and perfect for being outside. During the ceremony, a crocodile and a big lizard were in the pond just in front of us and several kangaroos and wallabies hung out on the lawn behind us. Parrots of all sorts were in the trees. The terrace of Hudsons in the Gardens was the setting for the reception and our dinner was delicious. It was such a fantastic night and it makes me happy to just think about it.
Last year, Robert and I went to the gardens for a glass of wine and to celebrate. Which then brings me to this year. It is snowing and cold here. We will go out for dinner later at Gondolen, a Swedish restaurant with a beautiful view over the Baltic. It was the first place we ate at when we first visited Stockholm and I know we will again have a lovely evening.
But what I don’t understand is how falling for a charming Aussie accent has landed this American in Stockholm.