Well, the story goes like this:
In '99, a friend and I came to London to backpack around for a while. About a week and a half into our trip, we were walking through Leicester Square about 7PM. All of a sudden we hear this "Daaaamn!" directed towards us. We turn around and there's this guy staring at my friend completely slack-jawed (she's a dancer/model). So, we go back and start talking to him at one of the coffee shops in the square. After a little while, his friend, the magician comes over and starts doing magic for us. After that, we all stayed out until 7AM getting to know eachother, and I kissed the magician, Craig, goodbye when they dropped us off at our Hostel. We've been together ever since!
The weird thing was, I saw Craig on the street about 2 or 3 hours before I actually met him. He didn't see me, but when I saw him, there was a very loud and distinct voice in my head that said "That's the man you're gonna marry!" Of course, I thought it was a complete joke until I actually met him later that night. We were engaged within 4 months, married in 8!
Anyways, long story short, I moved here in 2000 to be with him w/o a proper visa, so I kinda got kicked out of England. He moved to the States a few months after me (pure torture when you're engaged!), and after living there "permanently" for 3 years, we've moved back to London, this time with my settlement visa in hand!
Well, I guess that's quite enough from me. There's the last 4 years of my life in a nutshell for ya!
