Schultz Party of Four

Ten years ago this month we were engaged. It was a hot summer day in Venice, back in the days when we could live out of a backpack for weeks on end without cutting the crust off bread for any wee ones. We were in St. Mark's Square, it was picture perfect, and the old film camera captured it all. Someday we'd like to go back, but for this weekend we shall celebrate by driving across the great state of Missouri for a getaway in St. Louis. We won't live out of a backpack, we won't share a hostel with dozens of other questionable twenty-somethings, and we won't get to eat Haagen-Dazs in a country that actually knows what the two little dots are all about... but we'll still have a great time. And the photos may actually be better this time (though we may look older, and slightly heavier in them).