We've got the whole summer to figure this trip out, and--if you are inclined to listen to John--it's going to change shape 100 different times.
However--i'm quite sure that eventually we're going to hit the delicate balance between art, nature, drinks and the romantic crap that would make the sort of person who reads a blog want to vomit (just a little bit, in your mouth).
All readers are stongly encouraged to post your bets on how many weeks it takes until we're not speaking to each other ever again.
You've got Aug 1-Sept 1. Good Luck! And enjoy the blog:)