Samuel
Fine rain sprays from the sky, with mist as we drive to the estate. The drive from the wedding location to the estate nearly took an hour since the estate is located in a distinct, more isolated area from the city of Ibiza for safety. The estate is surrounded by trees, spread over hectares of land, and a lake by the side, which almost feels like a mini jungle. We enter the woods, and the soft clatter of rain droplets and the low melody of historia de un amor playing in the speakers create a romantic atmosphere. I look at my wife who seems stuck in the safety of her head, completely ignoring me, thinking something deeply or maybe plotting ways to kill me for the offensive gift I have brought for her.
That's what most men gift their wives, right?
The memory from a few moments ago
