Traveling has never been my hobby. I have always preferred to stay at home for vacation. The things started to change when I met Helen, my girlfriend. Actually, now it already is my wife, but from the point of view of me in the story I am about to tell you in a moment she was just a girlfriend. It was in June, last year. We had an argument about the destination of our holidays and we couldnt reach a compromise. The evening during which it all happened was previously supposed to be the best and the most important evening of our lives as I wanted to propose to her. Unfortunately, the conversation turned a bit into the bushes so to say... and all finished wrong. She left crying and decided to go on holidays without me. I couldnt believe it, but she really went to Paris leaving me at home all alone! At that time I felt how much I loved her and had to chase after her, whenever she went. I caught the first plane to Paris and wanted to find her somehow. I managed to find her aunt who lived there. It was where she was staying. She was out at that time. I decided to make her a surprise and to propose there, in Paris, apologizing at the same time. But to my astonishment I had no ring in my pocket, I must have forgotten it home! I ran to the nearest jewelry and asked for a golden ring. We dont sell gold mister - was the answer. I tried the next store and I heard the same - that they dont sell gold, just silver! Standing in the centre of the street I shouted - do they sell gold in this city? Eager to know whats next?