Sitting on a plane. I explain (to my greek wife, who takes such things blissfully for granted) how utterly wild it will be to walk for the first time on soil my ancestors trod a millennium ago, in Monaghan, Ireland. Her response:

“are you gonna cry? Are you gonna do that hollywood thing you wrote about and be all ‘mwoo hoo hoo look at me I’m all emotional’? Oh no – is that too soon? Ooooooh…”

Yeah. Support begins at home. That woman is EVIL.

You can see why we’re together though, huh?

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