Honeymooning
I can't wait for my wedding. As terrified as I am about the whole thing, I can't wait to put on my dress and make Fiance REALLY mean it when he says in his speech that I'm the girl of his dreams.* I'm excited at the prospect of being married, and being Fiance's trouble and strife (even more so than I am already).
However, I'm VERY excited about the honeymoon. Fiance and I have agreed that we're going to splash out as much as we can without having to file for bankruptcy and have the holiday of a lifetime, so I kind of feel like the world's my oyster (Fiance: 'Don't you mean OUR oyster? And while we're at it, it's OUR wedding remember!').
I'd always figured we'd end up somewhere like Mexico or the Caribbean but then I got this for my desk at work (my boss is fairly relaxed about the desk accessories we purchase on the departmental budget), and ever since I've been like a kid in a sweetshop. Whenever I have a spare minute at work I pore over my miniature world, picking out interesting destinations and planning itineraries that would keep us occupied for months on end, never mind the three weeks max that we'll be able to afford (or not as the case may be).
Fiance is fully on board about the whole 'holiday of a lifetime' thing, but he's a bit more practical than me when it comes to paying for the thing. He realises that, much as we would like to, we can't do both North and South America. Or China then Japan. Or Malaysia then the Maldives. Or Australia then Fiji. Or the Ice Hotel in Sweden then somewhere else to warm up.
It's such a shame, I have such a lot of good ideas. There's so many places in the world I want to see, I'm never going to be able to pin it down to just one. Still, it's not a bad decision to have to make!
*Not that I'm hinting or anything.
However, I'm VERY excited about the honeymoon. Fiance and I have agreed that we're going to splash out as much as we can without having to file for bankruptcy and have the holiday of a lifetime, so I kind of feel like the world's my oyster (Fiance: 'Don't you mean OUR oyster? And while we're at it, it's OUR wedding remember!').
I'd always figured we'd end up somewhere like Mexico or the Caribbean but then I got this for my desk at work (my boss is fairly relaxed about the desk accessories we purchase on the departmental budget), and ever since I've been like a kid in a sweetshop. Whenever I have a spare minute at work I pore over my miniature world, picking out interesting destinations and planning itineraries that would keep us occupied for months on end, never mind the three weeks max that we'll be able to afford (or not as the case may be).
Fiance is fully on board about the whole 'holiday of a lifetime' thing, but he's a bit more practical than me when it comes to paying for the thing. He realises that, much as we would like to, we can't do both North and South America. Or China then Japan. Or Malaysia then the Maldives. Or Australia then Fiji. Or the Ice Hotel in Sweden then somewhere else to warm up.
It's such a shame, I have such a lot of good ideas. There's so many places in the world I want to see, I'm never going to be able to pin it down to just one. Still, it's not a bad decision to have to make!
*Not that I'm hinting or anything.
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I know how you feel, on a much more local level. Now that Boyfriend and I can drive to France, Germany and Holland in under two hours. . .and three more countries if I expand that to five hours I have well got the travelling bug. . .
The only way I'm going to see all the places I want to see is by taking a career break and going tramping off into the sunset for a few months with comfy shoes and a backpack.
Should have done that instead of wasting my time on effing Comm Theory!
The issue with all these tantalising options is... well... deciding which one to take. And with only a little over 9 months to go until the big day i sense many a late night debating (thats the PC term) over OUR best course of action. As i am already being made to feel like tag-a-long in this process (such is the price the groom pays) it may be time to put my size 11s down....
Hi Teeny
A funny Edinburgh blogger who likes cats - yey!! :-) Just been doing a quick trawl of your blog and will definitely be checking back in regularly from now on...
Elisabeth
Campbell - OMG, 9 months? Really? Is it too late to postpone?! Living in sin was a lot less stressful.
Hi Elisabeth, thanks for visiting! Welcome to my dusty little corner of t'internet.
Cam, you have size 11 feet. . .mmmm!
The locations you are mulling over for your honeymoon are fantastic! The Maldives, the Ice Hotel. I wonder where you will go...
Rhea - the wedding's turning out to be so damn expensive we'll probably end up in a caravan in Bognor Regis!
Vicki - you know what they say about men with big feet....?!!
Big socks.
can i just throw another in the mix.the most romantic place i ever went was new york!weird i know but there was this restaurant called the river cafe,tree lined drive all lit with fairy lights,looking out to manhattan,right on the river front.food was incredible and beautiful music from a baby grand.getting all gushy thinkin bout it.
Leigh obviously it's the first time you went to NYC that you are refering too. . NOT the time you went with me. . .?!!
obviously queenie! i don't recall gazing longingly into your eyes over a nice bit of fois grois!definitely first time round.we were more like getting the biggest burger we could find in a really quite surreal diner where the staff sang grease songs whilst serving us chips!!
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