A few years ago, I spent a summer in China and was prepared, upon my return, to spend a lonely 13-hour layover in Chicago before returning to New York.
When I arrived at OHare, I stepped off the plane and watched loved ones hold each other tight as I pulled a wad of spandex out from between my butt cheeks and adjusted my bike shorts.
As I walked toward the escalator, planning to grab my bags and spend the evening napping in an airport Pizza Hut, I felt someone following me.
I turned around to confront my future murderer, wondering momentarily if he had selected me due to my bravado during the whole bike shorts thing, and saw my then-boyfriend standing beforeme.
I KNEW youd come, I said, pretending I wasnt about to try and trip him theatrically with my luggage and run, just like the hijinks of Kevin McCallister taught me years before.
He had booked a room at a nearby hotel where I showered and changed and became a human woman again after my 15-hour flight.
As we sat down to dinner, eating greasy, processed American food again for the first time and feeling truly blessed, I thought, I love you, loaded nachos.
Anyway, Denmark resident Mathias Skaarup did something similar for his girlfriend, Anna.
While their story lacks wedgies or nachos or Lou Ferrigno (whom my then-boyfriend ran into while checking into the hotel), it is almost as romantic as the one I so thoughtfully shared.
Watch the video below to see their story, and cast your vote aloud on whose is truly more romantic.
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