As I may have mentioned in my declaration, as an idealistic practitioner, I once vowed never to take a plane again. Then I fell in love with an American (I'm British), and we got married on a farm and made our own contribution to population growth, which sent my carbon emissions soaring to unprecedented heights. After my parents finished their trip to Northern California, I reconsidered the issue of "love miles". What are the carbon emissions of love in the age of globalization?