So what's it like, the first date in approximately 45 years, and thousands of miles from home? We met in September and had been flirting for a few months, but this was different. Jan asked Maggie if she would like to meet him in San Miguel de Allende in Mexico for a few days. She googled it and discovered it is considered one of the world's most beautiful cities.
Of course, she replied.
Jan was flying in from San Diego and through no fault of his own, missed his original flight and had to go to another airport and a new plane. Meanwhile, Maggie's flight got delayed two and a half hours; so the first miracle was that we both arrived minutes apart. Then we had a two-hour ride to San Miguel where we were greeted by our hosts; business associates of Jan's, who graciously offered one of their apartments for our stay. It was late, so they gave us some food and beer and said good night.
It was 9:00 PM. We settled down to our meal and talked. We talked about our journey there, what we were doing before, our families, our businesses. Like awkward teenagers, we felt our way along thorough many topics, not sure where this was going. Was this an opportunity to visit one of the world's most beautiful cities with a pleasant companion, or was it the beginning of a romantic date?
Eventually, we each revealed we had not slept with anyone except our deceased spouses for approximately 45 years, and that years and previous illnesses could shut down this adventure.
Time for a deep breath...
The stunning master bedroom in this magnificent apartment had a king-size bed with a tin headboard carved by Mexican artisans. The cards were in Maggie's hands. Why would anyone sleep in that rather simple second bedroom when the other bedroom was so inviting? With uncommon courage, she asked Jan if they could share that king-sized bed.
Of course, he replied.