By Elle
For as far back as I can recall, I’ve loved doing puzzles, from jigsaw puzzles to cryptograms. Puzzles help me relax and pass the time, especially on long plane rides and car trips. So when my beloved and I flew to Italy a few years ago, I made sure a Sudoku book was tucked inside my carry-on bag. Thankfully, my man doesn’t require a lot of attention and didn’t mind that my face was buried inside my Sudoku book as we flew from Detroit to Amsterdam. That is until we approached the Alps.
This is how the conversation went:
“Honey, look, it’s the Alps.”
“Mm-hmm.”
“No, seriously, it’s the Alps. Look!” (Tapping me on the knee.)
“Mm-hmm.”
“Don’t you want to see the Alps?”
“Uh huh. I’m really close to solving this problem.”
“Seriously? Your puzzle can wait. Look at the Alps.” (Pointing out the window.)
“Yes, they’re quite lovely.”
“You’re not even looking.” (Sounding sad.)
“They’re breathtaking.”
“You’re staring at your book.” (Sounding annoyed.)
“I’m working on a problem that requires crucial deductive reasoning skills.”
“Never mind. You missed the Alps.”
And, yes, he brings it up every now and again — he’s still incredulous — and I, still, harbor no regrets.
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