Recently, one of my chapter mates, Jennifer Harrington, posted a link to a story about this poor couple who went through SIX NATURAL DISASTERS on their honeymoon. It boggles the mind. It seems to me that would either make or break a marriage. Either you’d say, “After this, we can survive anything.” Or you’d figure that it was an omen of bad luck, and you were doomed.
Honestly, though, many of us have the occasional SMALL disaster. My dad performed his sister’s wedding ceremony and forgot to have them sign the marriage certificate. After they headed off on their honeymoon and he discovered it, he sent the state troopers out after them (my uncle was doing NINETY–guess HE was eager for the honeymoon) to bring them back and sign it. My uncle never quite forgave my dad for that.
On my own honeymoon, my husband and I were driving back to New Orleans when a Coke bottling truck crashed into a toll booth in the lane next to us slightly ahead of us. By the time we registered what was happening, we were through the toll booth and on the bridge. Hubby tried to find out what happened to the driver from the newspaper later, but we never did see a story about it. Anyway, so we’re driving along a short while later, still pretty shaken up by having seen this accident, and there is an exploding sound in the back of our Datsun hatchback. Like fools (poverty-stricken newlyweds), we’d taken the leftover champagne from our special suite in the hotel, corked it up, and put it in the car. You can’t do that to champagne. It becomes a cannon with a cork. Scared us to death! Plus, champagne went everywhere.
So, what would be your ideal honeymoon destination (and you might want to rethink the globetrotting trip to New Zealand, Australia, Tokyo, etc.)? If you’re married, how was your honeymoon? Quiet? Disastrous? Do you think you could have lived through six disasters?