updated 02/13/2012 AT 8:00 PM ET
•originally published 02/14/2012 AT 8:45 AM ET
I remember the wheels hitting the tarmac as soon as we landed in Belize and thinking, “I can’t believe I’m only a week away from meeting the families of four of these women.”
The tiny, rustic airport, the warm waters and the stingrays under the dock immediately let me know that this week in Belize was going to be special.
This was the week on The Bachelor where a journey that seemed to have lasted forever suddenly felt like it was almost over. And I couldn’t be happier with the six women that I was lucky enough to have here with me.
My first date of the week was with Lindzi, and it felt like it had been a year since we danced in San Francisco’s City Hall. That date was such a great introduction to what life with me would be like in my hometown, but I was looking forward to doing something really different and exciting with her.
Our last date took us through the hills of SF with an open-door trolley, but this time we were going to explore all of Belize in an open-door helicopter. Lindzi, like almost every rational person I know, is as afraid of heights as I am, so I knew this date was going to be something equal parts terrifying and memorable.