As for the boy next door, I didn't ever really meet him, but I'm pretty sure he was a real dork - and a teenager, which would have been quite awkward, given that I was in my twenties at the time…
Do you live between two countries? Are they kind of close by like, say, Australia and New Zealand or do they requires hours in a tin can cruising from one hemisphere to the other?
Better yet, did you marry the boy/girl next door? Should I have gone and introduced myself after all?!
PS Joe arrived home last night to much excitement and relief from us all - pictures from our new point and shoot Nikon S3600 which did a fabulous job of capturing local sights and scenes.