Olga and I met when I was living in Ukraine from May-Sep 2009. She was sitting at the table next to me in a cafe I would go to every morning. She was so beautiful I had to talk to her which was something I would never have done in America. One thing led to another and we started seeing each other. It was the best time of my life. We went everywhere together. Leaving her was the hardest thing I ever had to do. I finally could not stand it anymore and I flew back to Ukraine in March 2010 to beg her to marry me. I did not even get to say the words though because when I took the ring out of my pocket and went down on one knee she knocked us both to the ground when she threw herself on me and started hugging and kissing me. I just assumed her answer was yes.