Today is the national day of France, or the Bastille day. To celebrate that, I decided to tell you the story that connects me to this country. At the same time, Phoebe from Lou Messugo has an open call for posts about France in her All About France "project", so I will take a chance to contribute with my story as well.
I am Portuguese. He is Swedish. It all started 7 years ago. I was living in Poland. He was living in Scotland. We both went to the same conference, in Montpellier.
I was very tired of my life in Poland. I felt lonely and I couldn't wait to see the end of it. I had never been to France. The closest image I had of the country was carried by all the portuguese immigrants in France, that always visited my hometown in August every year. They were arrogant, they pretended to not understand portuguese (even though they were portuguese), and they tried to show off all the money they
didn't have. In this way, I didn't expect much from my trip to France, although it's always nice to go to international conferences.
What I didn't know was that destiny had different plans for me. In the first day of the conference I met this tall beautiful swedish boy. His smile was gorgeous and it was really pleasant to talk with him. So we did, for 5 days, we discovered how similar we were. It took us 4 days to ask each other's names and by that time other people thought we were best friends since childhood.
When the conference was over all we had was 2 computers, internet connection and the will to not loose each other. We chatted every day and even though we didn't see each other, we knew more of each other than any other couple actually dating for the same time. Months later we decided to meet again. In Amsterdam. It was fantastic to see each other again. A couple of months later we met in Switzerland. And then in Glasgow. Then in Kirchberg, Austria. In London. In Paris. In Szczecin, Poland. In Edinburgh. In Porto. For the first 3 years it was like this. We lived in different countries and met each other once a month in different cities in Europe. Afterwards, we lived in different continents and then we finally moved in together! Risky, crazy, weird were a few things we heard from other people. We didn't really care because when you know it's right, you just know it's right.
We love our story and we never miss a chance to share it. Today, we shared it with you. I hope you had a good time reading it!