"Let’s leave this minute, wherever you like. We could sail the Atlantic, sleep under the Northern..."

“Let’s leave this minute, wherever you like. We could sail the Atlantic, sleep under the Northern Lights, or lock a padlock on the Pont des Arts in Paris. We could watch the sunset in Santorini, or go fine dining in Florence. I don’t mind. So long as you’re with me.”

- Beau Taplin •  O n e  W a y  T i c k e t