Cruising at an Altitude of 30,000 Feet

Early on in our friendship, before any official dates, Ben had asked if I’d like to join him in Paris for a weekend before he had to work at a trade show. All the usual concerns came to mind, but when I asked my supervisor about taking a day off for such a trip she told me that if I didn’t go, she’d fail me. She didn’t have to tell me twice.

Since we had both done the touristy thing in Paris before, we spent most of the weekend enjoying the sidewalk cafes and long conversations. I did manage to get Ben up to the top of the Eiffel Tower, though, which was one activity he had missed on previous visits. Another highlight was when Ben basically told me, as he does, that I was his girlfriend. Okay, it was more like “hey, so, I’m not planning to see anyone else. It’s cool if you do, but you’re the only one I want to see. And I’m going to call you my girlfriend, but you don’t have to call me your boyfriend.” “See,” for those who may be wondering, is the same as date-apparently.

Now, I had just assumed this about us-that we were only dating each other. My bad. Ben has certainly taught me a lot – especially about being more direct in my communication!