I hate Valentine’s Day. I always have, regardless if I am with someone or single. (For the record, I have been with the same guy for over 10 years now and still hate that dreaded 14th of February).
But this is more of a love story. Not a love story in the traditional boy-meets-girl-on-a-train-in-a-foreign-country sort of way. This is a story of a love boat as well as the love I have for a country.