5845 – A Magical Number in Spain

Greetings One and All from Spain

As you all know, we’re trying to understand and assimilate Spanish culture.  In doing some research, I came across an interesting number.  5845.

5845   (Spain)

Excuse the math detour…

For such a large number, you would think that it would have a lot of factors, but it only has three:  5, 7, and 167.  And those primes are the 3rd, 4th, and 39th, respectively.  Also, adding all of the digits (5 + 8 + 4 + 5) gives 22, which is 1 less than the 9th prime number 23!

Where am I going with all of this analysis?  Well, it turns out that 5845 is the exact number of days that I have been married to Heidi!  5845 days is 16 years.  16 years!  That’s 8,416,800 minutes, 140,280 hours, 505,008,000 seconds.  You get the picture.  When we first got married, our plan was to travel the globe.  We were able to do just that, and along the way, we had a couple of (great, stupendous, fantastic — you get the picture) kids.  And we’ve introduced them to the challenges of traveling.

About a year or so ago, Heidi came up with an idea to take it to the next level.  Rather than Travel Here, Travel There, the idea was to Live Here, Live There…And we are doing it!  So there you are.  We will be celebrating our 16th anniversary in a foreign country.

For the 16th anniversary, the gift is supposed to be silver halloware.  Yeah…right.  Nothing says, “I still love you Honey!” like a silver soup tureen.  Instead of the ultra-mundane tableware, we’re planning a day trip to Gibraltar.

For those who don’t know, or didn’t click, Gibraltar is a British Overseas Territory that is located on the southern end of the Iberian Peninsula at the entrance to the Mediterranean.

I’m looking forward to celebrating our anniversary, Gibraltar Style.  I have no idea what that is yet, but stay tuned for an upcoming post.

Happy 16th Anniversary Heidi!  I love you!

March 9, 1997March 9, 1997
Baker Beach – San Francisco, CA

5 thoughts on “5845 – A Magical Number in Spain

    • He will find you! I think the trick is “don’t look” then they pop outta no where. Hey, I was backpacking in Mexico and “bumped” into Alan. Turns out we lived about 20 min from each other in California. You never know when they are going to drop in your lap. 🙂 I am so thankful for that hurricane that shut the diving down for the day, so we were able to “bump” into each other. I’ll send the karma gods out for ya.

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