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Lovers seal their relationship with a padlock on bridges around the globe. (BELA SZANDELSZKY/AP)
Lovers seal their relationship with a padlock on bridges around the globe. (BELA SZANDELSZKY/AP)

Love at first flight: Readers tell tales of travel romance Add to ...

Most romance on the road is fleeting, but when it’s right, it’s right. We asked readers if they met their soulmates while travelling, and fell for each of these stories: some poignant, some adorable and some still trying to make it work

Drive on, dear
In the early 1970s, I was a bus operator in Europe. On one 10-week tour I drove three Canadian girls in a group, and I took a shine to one cute little redhead who I quickly found out was from Saskatoon, Sask., (took me a while to learn how to pronounce that, being I was from Australia). We struck up a conversation during the ferry crossing and the friendship blossomed very slowly until we arrived in Switzerland and an all-day hike had Judy and I paired off; that’s when we got to know one another quite nicely. By the time we arrived in the Greek Islands, we were talking about dating once the trip was over. When we arrived back in London I was helping unpack my bus and spontaneously proposed to her on the sidewalk with all the other passengers still around. I was ecstatic when she said yes. An engagement of almost two years went by until we moved to Canada and got married in 1975. It has been over nine years now since I lost this wonderful soul to cancer, and I still think about her every day; ours was a love that simply doesn’t go away. Alan Sneddon

It must have been the tchouk
My boyfriend and I met in 2011 in Kara, Togo, West Africa, during my second year in the Peace Corps. Liam was on a six-month international university student volunteer exchange program. We ended up talking at the tchouk hut, drinking the local millet beer (served out of plastic garbage cans and drunk out of calabash gourds) till late in the night. And then giggled as we walked home and peed in the corn stalks. After six months of spending all of our time together, Liam continued on his planned backpacking trip up the West Coast of Africa and I finished my service. We saw each other four months later, briefly, in Oregon, and in 2013 Liam and I moved to a remote village in Haiti (crossing a river by foot, then hiking an hour up a mountain) for six months where he did research for his master’s. We are now finally together full time (and with electricity!) in Guelph, Ont., where Liam is still writing his thesis and we regularly Skype with all our friends in family all over the world. Stacie Knight

From FaceTime to full-time
Last summer, my sister and I travelled to Turkey and Greece. Adrian, an Australian, was on the same tour with his sister. One fun night out, Adrian and I kissed like college kids on the dance floor of a bar in Canakkale, Turkey. We were inseparable during the next five days on a cruise through the Greek islands, and saying goodbye to him in Athens was much more emotional than it should have been after only knowing a guy for a few days. We talked every day via iPhone’s FaceTime while he continued to travel Europe and I returned to real life in Halifax. Four weeks later, I met him in Frankfurt and we travelled together through Germany, the Czech Republic and the Netherlands. My last morning, while in tears worrying about our future, he told me he loved me. Eight weeks later, he came to Canada (his 21st country in 2013) to spend six weeks with me. He left two weeks ago, and I’ve just booked two months in London (his now-home base) and plan to move there in September. It’s going to be difficult with immigration rules in all three of our countries (Canada, England and Australia) but we’ll figure it out! Christina Copp

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