Our Story
by Oli
How we met
Sometimes, planets truly align, just like they say!
After moving to Oostende, I received a call from Stef, who needed help moving some windows near Brugge. As a good friend, I was eager to help him out.
Upon arriving at the place, I met a funny, beautiful lady who was also there to assist Stef. They always say that fate crosses your path when you least expect it!
After the heavy work was done, we had a drink at the local church café, where I became truly intrigued by this funny and smart lady. Two days later, I found the courage to send her a message to meet up in Antwerp.
Well, the rest I can leave to everyone’s imagination, but let’s just say that AC/DC had a good song about it: ‘Thunderstruck’.

The Proposal
Three years ago, my life took an unexpected turn when I experienced a severe fall in the Alps, plummeting 100 meters into a ridge. I spent 27 grueling hours at 2500 meters, surviving in the cold and snow until rescue found me. It’s safe to say I was given a profound second chance at life.
This year, I returned to that very mountain, but this time, I wasn’t alone. With Triin by my side, I asked her to marry me on the exact spot where I fell. It was a powerful moment, transforming a place of trauma into a symbol of new beginnings and profound joy. And I did learn something from her about snow sliding that I thought I wouldn’t dare to do, I did.
I truly believe that if you’ve faced a trauma, you should always strive to bend it into a positive experience. That’s precisely what I’ve done, and now, this mountain stands as a beautiful highlight in my life’s journey.


What we like
Enjoying life, travelling, exploring around art and music, family life and offcourse cycling


and a humble add-on by Triin
Love's ture measure is not found in time, but the sacred dance of transformation.
The heart listens for resonance – a vibration that stirs it awake, fills it with life, and whispers of belonging and shared adventures.
When that echo resounds, the journey of change begins.
So...togetherness...
Forget measuring love in time; measure it in the depth of transformation.


