I think the best part of our trip has been seeing how our differences have had the opportunity to shine through in the most helpful, hilarious, and beautiful ways. My all-time favorite acronym is "jfgi," (just f**king Google it) due to an unhealthy relationship I have with Google and the many answers found there. It isn't uncommon that I spend hours scouring the interwebs for our next week's dream itinerary.
On the contrary, Luke doesn't require the instant gratification that comes with a quick answer. It started off as a joke, but soon became one of my most favorite traits he possesses: the dadsplanation. Different than mansplaining, which implies the given explanation is directed to a crowd already well-versed in the subject matter, the dadsplanation is usually of solid curiosity to its audience, but hotly contested as to whether or not it's total bullshit. Moss on the north side? Geography of the continental divide? Reason behind three-hour parking? Luke's ready with an answer and a way to test his theories. Mix this with my propensity for planning, and we've got every angle covered.
