The last one year, I have travelled to various places with him, yes. But all for rock climbing. So in Dhauj, I would be in the tent while he is climbing at a climbing festival call the Grit fest, at Dhanaulti I was sleeping on a crash pad while he was bouldering and in Dehradun, where we now live, the only place I have explored is the crag at Maldevta!
But life sure is challenging. Getting up and 5.30 to go for the workshop, belaying people till the ropes hurt my fingers, climbing a little here and there until my hands get pumped. Ah his workshop days sure are filled with a lot of buzz.
But everything said and done, being with him has given a new angle to life, a new dimension. I have now started looking at rocks when I go to places for work or when i am travelling, sometimes I also feel like climbing a bit. Getting some muscles in those arms of mine!
Maybe being in love with a rock climber is not so bad, after all ;)