My husband is a scientist, which might sound nerdy and even dreary, in an academic institutional sort of way, but it actually takes us to some pretty great places. I've chatted over drinks with rocket scientists in Monte Carlo's grand old aquarium, and walked through aqueducts in Lisbon. We spend field research weeks in snowy Colorado, and I get to gallivant around Paris while he's ensconced in meetings. And yet in all of these lovely, exotic places, I end up having a very similar conversation at nearly every mixer, and it goes like this:
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