a story of us, lost in love in our Bermuda triangle…

We were both living in New York City, ready for change, ready for something new, a new challenge, a new opportunity, a new adventure, a new place to call home. We never knew each other in the concrete jungle (well, we met once— it was love at first sight, but someone doesn’t remember..smh..). Magically, we both ended up in Bermuda, a small 21-sq mile island off the coast of South Carolina in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean with a population of around sixty thousand people. After we were both living there, we had a mutual friend connect us—it was always great to make new friends on “de rock” as the locals called it—so we met for happy hour drinks and immediately kicked it off. It felt like we had already known each other for years—we shared stories, we laughed, and most of all we had a lot of fun. Later that week, we took our first adventure together—we explored Jobsons’ Cove and took a walk down the beautiful pink sand beaches of Warwick Long Bay…where it all started…