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I hope you're not sick of Rachel and Dalton yet.
(I know, how could you be?)

Two and half weeks. Forty-nine hours in the car. Sixteen hundred miles. Thousands of photos, & me and my dashing gent.

There will forever be a before and an after.
A time prior to Paula, and the life following, having lived 6 months of it out of a van in New Zealand.