Tell your honeymoon disaster!!!

[DIAMOND*QUEST]

Not to freak anybody out, but I thought it might make an interesting thread. Our disaster happened after spending the night in San Antonio. My wedding party put together a beautiful picnic of sorts for the night of our wedding. We had all kinds of goodies packed up for us since we were too busy to eat at the reception. Included was a bottle of champagne. I opened the bottle promptly after leaving and had a glass or two on the way to the hotel and recorked the bottle. We left the bottle in the car and took the food into the hotel with us. The next morning we were headed out to the airport and mind you this is in July in central Texas. It''s hotter than hell

as most folks know and I should have known. Anyway, my lovely hubby says he wants to stop and get a softdrink. He pulls in the the store and I wait in the car. All of a sudden-------- POW!!!! and I am saturated in hot champagne and the interior of my hubby''s new car is drenched. Shorted out his stereo. I guess it could have been worse. That would have scared the crap out of my husband had he been driving at the time, or I could have gotten hit in the eye by the cork. Anyyway, we were reliving this story the other day. We laugh about it now, but it sure put a damper on things. My hair was such a sight!!!!!!!

 

[eks6426]

This didn''t happen to me...but to my best friend when I was her MOH.

My friend got married in Key West. The hotel where the reception was put up the couple for the night before they left for their honeymoon. They had a nice suite. Being the MOH, I worked with the other girls in the bridal party and we decorated their room...lit candles, put rose petals on the bed etc.

She had a lovely reception that included a roasted pig. Some of the male guests thought they would be funny and took the pig body up to their room. How they broke in, I have no idea, but they completely destroyed our prettily decorated room. Wrapped the pig up in their bed sheets. Through other leftovers all around the room. Took all the towels etc. So, that night after a long reception my friend and her new husband head up to the room for the newleywed night only to be greeted by the boys idea of "decorating." I felt so bad for her. It completely ruined their night AND they were charged for the cleanup. They never did get a confirmation on who did it although they have their suspects.

 

[momothree]

Not exactly a disaster but my husband lost his wedding band while snorkeling. He was mortified!

 

[AmberWaves]

Some of the male guests thought they would be funny and took the pig body up to their room. How they broke in, I have no idea, but they completely destroyed our prettily decorated room. Wrapped the pig up in their bed sheets. Through other leftovers all around the room. Took all the towels etc. So, that night after a long reception my friend and her new husband head up to the room for the newleywed night only to be greeted by the boys idea of ''decorating.'' I felt so bad for her. It completely ruined their night AND they were charged for the cleanup. They never did get a confirmation on who did it although they have their suspects.

That makes me so angry to hear that!! What a bunch of jerks!

 

[Mara]

OMG ID that is a horrible story, how mean!!! And those were guests at her own wedding? Ridiculous!

Our story I''ve told before but our luggage got lost on the way to Tahiti...so we arrived but it did not. Also our airline that flew over only flew to Tahiti once a week...so our luggage had to be found, then re-routed into LA and put on an Air Tahiti flight which was once daily.

I was so upset that night, I''d thankfully packed a pair of another underwear and a tank in my carry-on and THANK GOD all our toiletries and daily medications (aka BC pill etc) were in my carry-on, I was so thankful for that at least. We bought a tiny box of Tide and I washed our undies and stuff daily and put them out into the sun on the beach. We also figured what the heck, we''ll buy bathing suits since we''ll be on the beach all the time, so we did that at the local hotel boutique, and practically lived in them during the day. I felt like everyone was giggling that we had the same clothes on night after night...even though probably no one even noticed!

Well they told us it would only be a day til our luggage came. Then it was another day. And another. On the third day I was so livid...I had bought all these great things for the trip to wear and they were all stuck elsewhere! So I made Greg call and yell at the Tahitian airlines guy and then I talked to him and he was speaking in broken English and I got so frustrated with him not being able to promise me anything that I kicked this little rattan stool that was sitting right by my foot (with my bare foot!) and it flew across the room and almost hit Greg in the head! When I kicked it, my foot felt like it exploded, Greg was just staring at me...I finally got off the phone with the guy and sat on the bed and just BURST into huge sobbing tears. Greg just kept staring at me. I''m sure he was like ''OMG I just married the devil''.

So finally my foot stopped throbbing, he asked ''are you done?''....I nodded, he hugged me..we went out to the beach...my foot took a really long time to heal, it hurt to walk for a day and then literally it took bout 2 months for the bone to not feel bruised, it was hard for me to go back to kboxing even a week later because it would hurt when it hit the bag. My punishment karma I guess!!

Luggage showed up the next afternoon, I was SO HAPPY but the funniest part was when we finally got it and rifled through everything and pulled out clothes etc, I was like aww its not such a big deal. I mean yes it''s nice to have clean pants in different colors but lucky for us we were in a really low-maintenance area, aka on the beach all day and in loose pants and tanks and flip flops at night. There was no other dress code.

At the time it was a horrible nightmare...I was like ''how could this be happening to us!!'' and now it''s just a funny story (and ironic too)...hehee.

 

[crafftygrrl]

I pulled a nutty on my honeymoon too. More on that later.

My hubby and I were mugged in Madrid, Spain at Retiro Park (something like Central Park in NYC). We were having a picnic lunch not 20 feet off the path and in the open. Two guys (who I am fairly certain were addicts) came up to us and asked us if we had a light. We said no. They go up to my DH and put a knife to his neck. Universal language. They steal our wedding bands (My wedding band was a size 3 3/4, so there was not much gold), my 10-year-old Olympus SLR, my swatch watch and about $20 cash. In my jeans were my passport and $50. Luckily they did not show. I didn''t volunteer them, knowing what a pain in the neck it would be to replace. They just asked me to empty my jacket pockets.

They got the stuff and left. It probably took about 30 seconds, but it felt MUCH longer. I was so upset I threw up!

We go to the police station to report the crime. My DH speaks to them in Spanish. He''s reasonably fluent. They just tell us to fill out some forms. Later that night my DH confided in me -- he misconjugated his verbs at the police station. Instead of saying, "We''ve been robbed." He said, "We have robbed someone!" Oops.

We went on from Madrid to Torremellinos. We stayed at the Melia. They were SO MEAN to us. They did not believe we were married (no wedding bands, passports with different names). They did not believe we were on our honeymoon. They put us in an awful room with twin beds on opposite sides of the room. They kept on sending us nice stuff that was meant for another honeymoon couple--flowers, champagne. We did not want to keep the stuff. It wasn''t ours. And, we did not want to pay for anything extra. It was clear to us that another couple got this room before us and took OUR room with double beds that we had reserved.

We were not amused.

Finally its the end of the trip and I just want to go home. We get to the airport 2 hours early. We find out that the only seats together are the last row in the smoking section.

This won''t do because I am a militant anti-smoker. People in Spain smoke ALOT. I was also a white-knuckle flyer at the time. Spanish planes clanked and had all these awful noises on the previous flights. I figured if I was going to die in a plane crash, I wanted to be sitting next to my DH.

Something within me snapped...

All the frustration from the mugging and the hotel boiled over...

I just started yelling over and over (very loudly) "What do you mean, the last to seats in smoking, We''re here 2 hours early!!!!

Finally, an exasperated Brit tapped me on the shoulder and said, "Hey Lady, calm down!!!"

I remember thinking to myself, "I am a dragon" as I spun on my heel to face the poor man.

I yelled F**K YOU! at the top of my lungs and ran away in tears.

My ever so diplomatic husband traded with people, so we got to sit together.

That''s my honeymoon disaster story. My DH and I still laugh about it now. But I wonder what was going through my DH''s head as I pulled the nutty.

 

[LaurenThePartier]

This is happened to my friend, and it''s not really a disaster now in hindsight . . .

But, my girlfriend and her husband got married in October. They had just bought a new house and were going to go back to the house after the wedding and stay there before leaving for Puerto Vallarta the next day. They get through the entire wedding day with no issues, everything goes smoothly. After the reception, they were obviously very, very drunk, so my friend''s uncle dropped them off at their house. Apparently her uncle left before noticing if they got into the house because neither of them had their cars that had the garage door openers in them, nor did they have their keys, NOR a cell phone. They were locked out of their house on their wedding night!

Her Mom told me that as she drove around the corner leading up to the house the next morning, all you could see was a huge pile of white laying in their front yard.

 

[moremoremore]

How about several days in Disney (bc I had never been) and 1 1/2 weeks at Atlantis Paradise Island
JUST TO GET A DOUBLE EAR INFECTION AND STREP! NICE!
I was on antibiotics and didn't enjoy disney at all...especially in the March heat wave...
The Bahamas helped clear it up b/c I could relax in the water. But that sucked. At lease it wasn't on the wedding day.

 

[Kaleigh]

My best friend from HS got a tear on her cornea during the wedding reception and was in agony for her whole honeymoon in the bahamas. On our wedding night the limo pulled up to the hotel and my luggage wasn''t in it. had to wait for them to go back to the reception site to get it. At least I got it in time for our flight the next morning, but never got to wear my bridal nighty that night. I feel for Mara, that would have driven me nuts!!!

 

[Munchkin]

My friend left for her honeymoon on Sept. 10th 2001.

Her husband was a commercial airline pilot at that time, based out of New England - and a Navy reservist.

They weren't able to contact family in the US for a week.

She said that the entire honeymoon had a huge black cloud of uncertainty, mourning and fear. The resort was a mix of people trying to enjoy their vacations despite their fear/sadness and groups of people who were visibly bothered by anyone attempting to have fun.

Their stay was extended as flights to the US were nonexistent, but all they wanted to do was get home and physically see their loved ones.

Munchkin

 

[fire&ice]

Wow - my story is relatively minor.

We were flying from Boston to Nantucket. We had to make an emergency landing in Hyanisport as the aircraft''s air circulation was malfunctioning. It''s a rather humorous vinette - Us, the clueless young honeymooners - the vetern very old lady who gave us the evil eye for breathing - thus taking her oxygen

& a very effeminent steward who was prancing up and down the isle fanning everyone with NAPKINS

Quite surreal but memorable. I do remember us both drinking to much & getting lost. We asked a nice man to point us in the direction of Orange Street. He replied in a stoic New England manner - You are ON Orange Street - we were across from our place.

 

[cutes814]

Wow, what terrible stories!

I think crafftygrrl''s is the worst so far. I would''ve blown up too! All those things adding up, and the smoking seat thing would''ve definitely been the last straw.

I guess that''s reality for us. The honeymoon is supposed to be all lovey-dovey and fun, but sh*t happens. I''m glad you guys shared these stories with us. If my honeymoon goes not as planned, I would at least know that I''ll be laughing about it later like you guys are now.

 

[lovemybug]

no one has posted on this thread since february i think, so i don''t know if anyone is still reading it or not, but here''s my honeymoon disaster. it happened the week after we got home and were back at work and starting to settle into our lives. my husband started having constant diarrhea and stayed home from work for two days before finally going to the doctor, who put him in the hospital that afternoon. they said what they thought had happened was, they had made unpurified water into ice cubes and that''s how he got sick (i know that seems kind of random, but he and i pretty much ate the same food except he chews the ice in his drinks and i don''t so that''s what the doctors thought anyways). he had to stay in the hospital for 3 1/2 days to get rehydrated and lost seven pounds. it was pretty scary!

 

[Mara]

Date: 3/12/2006 8:15:57 PM
Author: lovemybug
no one has posted on this thread since february i think, so i don''t know if anyone is still reading it or not, but here''s my honeymoon disaster. it happened the week after we got home and were back at work and starting to settle into our lives. my husband started having constant diarrhea and stayed home from work for two days before finally going to the doctor, who put him in the hospital that afternoon. they said what they thought had happened was, they had made unpurified water into ice cubes and that''s how he got sick (i know that seems kind of random, but he and i pretty much ate the same food except he chews the ice in his drinks and i don''t so that''s what the doctors thought anyways). he had to stay in the hospital for 3 1/2 days to get rehydrated and lost seven pounds. it was pretty scary!

yikes i have heard that in mexico you should not drink the water OR anything with ice in it etc unless it''s a purified water hotel or restaurant etc. were you guys in mexico or somewhere similar?

 

[fountainfairfax]

When my ex and I were getting married he made it pretty clear that the wedding was my responsibility and he would take care of the honeymoon...I kept my mouth shut until 2 months before the wedding and asked about the HM plan- he said he wanted to suprise me and for our HM we would kill 3 birds w/1 stone. 1) we had relatives in FL who couldn''t attend the wedding 2) I had always wanted to see New Orleans 3) I had a ton of antique furniture stored at my parents house in NY and we lived in AZ- I was dying to get the stuff to AZ. So our HM would be a cross-country trip in a van large enough to hold my furniture. ooooookaaaaayyyy......

A month before the wedding I flew home for my shower and ex says "hey, do you wanna look into buying a van while you''re back in NY, cause otherwise I don''t know what we''re going to do." I thought we''d be renting but he felt buying an older van would be the way to go, cause he needed something to take fishing back in AZ...I end up buying something from a neighbor that was about 12 yrs old but ex was a mechanic so I figured all would be ok.

After the reception stuffing me into this van was hilarious! And it turns out someone liberally greased the door trim, so my dress was full of grease

. We got to our hotel in NY and our room wasn''t ready...it took them 2 hours!

Two days later we start off- it was July, the seats were vinyl, there was no AC and I had prickly heat within the first couple hours!
We drove through some deserted area of the Carolinas and got a flat- no prob, we had a spare. 5 miles later- another flat, no other spare- never dawned on us that these tires were dry-rotted....we walked for about an hour through pouring rain, trying to hitch a ride w/no luck but ended up finding a place that had good spares and rims and drove us back to the van and helped us changed the tire- we are now late to see the relatives in FL and they are going crazy.

Get to FL- I forgot that at my Grandparent''s the sofa bed is unusable- they refuse to let us go to a hotel so we sleep on separate couches. We made our way to his Uncle''s house, where his very pregnant Aunt has just become a born-again Christian and spent our visit trying to convert us.

Get in the general vicinity of New Orleans and ex admits he has no plan, no N.O. map and starts to drive by all the exits- I freak, tell him to turn around and we ended up staying very close to the French Quarter, great hotel & dinner but I think the parking was almost $100 b/c the van was considered oversize.....

Leave N.O. and just keep driving....get to some very bad neighborhood in TX and I loose it- I''m tired, prickly-heat everywhere (I actually ended up lying across the backseat on my stomach to save my poor thighs.) I start by chewing off my nail extensions and spitting them out the window and then I started yelling and he''s yelling back and we asks me what I want and I say "A REAL F*ING HM!" Not good....

We did end up finding a very nice steakhouse eventually- had surf & turf , a few drinks and a few laughs. Got up the next morning and made a marathon driving session to get back to our AZ apartment- where the co-worker ex had hired to feed our chinchilla and fish decided to have several drunken parties, we found him and some skank passed out in our bed!

Needless to say, as we were signing our divorce papers 3 years later (his decision w/help from his girlfriend

) I kept this trip pretty much in the front of my mind!

 

[Mara]

haha OMG FF I feel like it''s so wrong to think your story is just friggin hilarious but it just is !!!!!!!

I started laughing out loud when I got to the ''we had to pay $100 for parking because the van is considered oversize'' and just lost it at the chinchilla-hirer passed out with a skank.

I''m sure it wasn''t fun at the time or funny, but it sure seems like it now, thank GOD it''s over and you are away from the loser....!!!

 

[lovemybug]

we were at the antigua sandals. it''s also in south america i believe, but i''m not sure how far it is from mexico. the doctors said that it either could have been from the resort or the airplane, though. we''re not sure.

 

[monarch64]

We didn''t have any honeymoon disasters, but after reading people''s experiences of becoming ill from eating unpurified ice, etc., I have to say I hope others who are going on honeymoons out of the U.S. (or other countries where the water is "safe") are reading this thread and taking notes!

My husband took me to Mexico before we were even engaged, and we didn''t exactly get "Montezuma''s Revenge," but we definitely saw a change in our bathroom habits, if you know what I mean. We were careful not to drink anything with ice in it, including alcoholic beverages. We mostly drank beer or shots of tequila when we wanted to party, or bottled water or soda when we wanted to re-hydrate. We both ate a ton from the salad bars, but I''ve been told (whether it''s true or not, it still should be considered) that the ice for the salad bars and for washing produce could be unpure. We both have friends who''ve been to Mexico on honeymoons and had really bad experiences with, ahem, digestion.

We went to Vegas for the first leg of our honeymoon, and Florida for the second...the only negative experience we had was receiving a wedding gift from one of my husband''s customers (our trip to Florida was partially due to his annual industry convention). She found us the first day we arrived relaxing after checking into the resort outside, and insisted on bringing down our wedding gift and having us open it in front of my husband''s boss and wife, and several other "VIP''s." Once we opened the box, it turned out to be a glass vase over which she exclaimed "I got it at _____! It was on sale for $10!" Wow. The box it was packed (nicely) in was so huge that I left it in the hotel room when we left, and just sent her a nice thank you the next week because I knew she''d never be making a visit to our home. Now before anyone thinks I''m a snob, let me say I would''ve kept the vase if it wouldn''t have been such a pain in the blank to bring it back on the plane.

 

[Logan Sapphire]

We had three mishaps on ours, but they were pretty minor. While in Malta, I got really sick with who knows what, but I was totally under the weather for a couple of days. Unfortunately, even though it was mid-October, it was still really hot there and it was just miserable hoofing it around for awhile. Then on our 2nd-to-last day in Rome, my husband got pickpocketed on the way to the Vatican of all places. Luckily, he knew as soon as it happened and we weren''t very far from our hotel. He only had like 10 Euros on him so they didn''t get much. He had some credit card numbers with him, and for the ones we didn''t have, we called my sister back in the US at 3am and she handled it. A good point to remember is that if you''re going abroad, make sure you have the toll numbers to credit card companies, b/c their toll-free numbers won''t do you any good when you''re not in the US. The other mishap was that when we were trying to catch our Rome flight from Malta, we were bumped from our flight due to a 1000-strong convention of priests in Malta trying to go home to ...where else, but Rome! There were only several flights per day out of Malta and we got bumped to have to connect in Milan. They gave us compensation, but there were several snafus in getting the money. Long story short...a very kind man in the Air Malta office in Rome gave us the cash compensation, which ended up being like over $300 each. Luckily that was NOT in my husband''s wallet when it was stolen!

 

[BrightSpot]

Date: 3/15/2006 1:04:49 PM
Author: Logan Sapphire
. Then on our 2nd-to-last day in Rome, my husband got pickpocketed on the way to the Vatican of all places. Luckily, he knew as soon as it happened and we weren''t very far from our hotel. He only had like 10 Euros on him so they didn''t get much.

Logan Sapphire, my parents were pickpocketed in Rome outside the Vatican as well! (This was probably 20 years ago.) They lost all of their cash & credit cards, but their wallets & personal items (a picture of me along with a poem my dad wrote to my mom

) were recovered. I''m glad you guys didn''t lost much in the theft!

Thanks to everyone for sharing your stories. I''m keeping my fingers crossed that our weddingmoon is smooth sailing....

 

[sevens one]

Date: 3/13/2006 10:31:22 AM
Author: fountainfairfax
When my ex and I were getting married he made it pretty clear that the wedding was my responsibility and he would take care of the honeymoon...I kept my mouth shut until 2 months before the wedding and asked about the HM plan- he said he wanted to suprise me and for our HM we would kill 3 birds w/1 stone. 1) we had relatives in FL who couldn''t attend the wedding 2) I had always wanted to see New Orleans 3) I had a ton of antique furniture stored at my parents house in NY and we lived in AZ- I was dying to get the stuff to AZ. So our HM would be a cross-country trip in a van large enough to hold my furniture. ooooookaaaaayyyy......

A month before the wedding I flew home for my shower and ex says ''hey, do you wanna look into buying a van while you''re back in NY, cause otherwise I don''t know what we''re going to do.'' I thought we''d be renting but he felt buying an older van would be the way to go, cause he needed something to take fishing back in AZ...I end up buying something from a neighbor that was about 12 yrs old but ex was a mechanic so I figured all would be ok.

After the reception stuffing me into this van was hilarious! And it turns out someone liberally greased the door trim, so my dress was full of grease

. We got to our hotel in NY and our room wasn''t ready...it took them 2 hours!

Two days later we start off- it was July, the seats were vinyl, there was no AC and I had prickly heat within the first couple hours!
We drove through some deserted area of the Carolinas and got a flat- no prob, we had a spare. 5 miles later- another flat, no other spare- never dawned on us that these tires were dry-rotted....we walked for about an hour through pouring rain, trying to hitch a ride w/no luck but ended up finding a place that had good spares and rims and drove us back to the van and helped us changed the tire- we are now late to see the relatives in FL and they are going crazy.

Get to FL- I forgot that at my Grandparent''s the sofa bed is unusable- they refuse to let us go to a hotel so we sleep on separate couches. We made our way to his Uncle''s house, where his very pregnant Aunt has just become a born-again Christian and spent our visit trying to convert us.

Get in the general vicinity of New Orleans and ex admits he has no plan, no N.O. map and starts to drive by all the exits- I freak, tell him to turn around and we ended up staying very close to the French Quarter, great hotel & dinner but I think the parking was almost $100 b/c the van was considered oversize.....

Leave N.O. and just keep driving....get to some very bad neighborhood in TX and I loose it- I''m tired, prickly-heat everywhere (I actually ended up lying across the backseat on my stomach to save my poor thighs.) I start by chewing off my nail extensions and spitting them out the window and then I started yelling and he''s yelling back and we asks me what I want and I say ''A REAL F*ING HM!'' Not good....

We did end up finding a very nice steakhouse eventually- had surf & turf , a few drinks and a few laughs. Got up the next morning and made a marathon driving session to get back to our AZ apartment- where the co-worker ex had hired to feed our chinchilla and fish decided to have several drunken parties, we found him and some skank passed out in our bed!

Needless to say, as we were signing our divorce papers 3 years later (his decision w/help from his girlfriend

) I kept this trip pretty much in the front of my mind!

Oh my- no wonder you''re divorced. What a nightmare HM

 

[hlmr]

Date: 3/15/2006 6:46:36 PM
Author: sevens one

Date: 3/13/2006 10:31:22 AM
Author: fountainfairfax
When my ex and I were getting married he made it pretty clear that the wedding was my responsibility and he would take care of the honeymoon...I kept my mouth shut until 2 months before the wedding and asked about the HM plan- he said he wanted to suprise me and for our HM we would kill 3 birds w/1 stone. 1) we had relatives in FL who couldn''t attend the wedding 2) I had always wanted to see New Orleans 3) I had a ton of antique furniture stored at my parents house in NY and we lived in AZ- I was dying to get the stuff to AZ. So our HM would be a cross-country trip in a van large enough to hold my furniture. ooooookaaaaayyyy......

A month before the wedding I flew home for my shower and ex says ''hey, do you wanna look into buying a van while you''re back in NY, cause otherwise I don''t know what we''re going to do.'' I thought we''d be renting but he felt buying an older van would be the way to go, cause he needed something to take fishing back in AZ...I end up buying something from a neighbor that was about 12 yrs old but ex was a mechanic so I figured all would be ok.

After the reception stuffing me into this van was hilarious! And it turns out someone liberally greased the door trim, so my dress was full of grease

. We got to our hotel in NY and our room wasn''t ready...it took them 2 hours!

Two days later we start off- it was July, the seats were vinyl, there was no AC and I had prickly heat within the first couple hours!
We drove through some deserted area of the Carolinas and got a flat- no prob, we had a spare. 5 miles later- another flat, no other spare- never dawned on us that these tires were dry-rotted....we walked for about an hour through pouring rain, trying to hitch a ride w/no luck but ended up finding a place that had good spares and rims and drove us back to the van and helped us changed the tire- we are now late to see the relatives in FL and they are going crazy.

Get to FL- I forgot that at my Grandparent''s the sofa bed is unusable- they refuse to let us go to a hotel so we sleep on separate couches. We made our way to his Uncle''s house, where his very pregnant Aunt has just become a born-again Christian and spent our visit trying to convert us.

Get in the general vicinity of New Orleans and ex admits he has no plan, no N.O. map and starts to drive by all the exits- I freak, tell him to turn around and we ended up staying very close to the French Quarter, great hotel & dinner but I think the parking was almost $100 b/c the van was considered oversize.....

Leave N.O. and just keep driving....get to some very bad neighborhood in TX and I loose it- I''m tired, prickly-heat everywhere (I actually ended up lying across the backseat on my stomach to save my poor thighs.) I start by chewing off my nail extensions and spitting them out the window and then I started yelling and he''s yelling back and we asks me what I want and I say ''A REAL F*ING HM!'' Not good....

We did end up finding a very nice steakhouse eventually- had surf & turf , a few drinks and a few laughs. Got up the next morning and made a marathon driving session to get back to our AZ apartment- where the co-worker ex had hired to feed our chinchilla and fish decided to have several drunken parties, we found him and some skank passed out in our bed!

Needless to say, as we were signing our divorce papers 3 years later (his decision w/help from his girlfriend

) I kept this trip pretty much in the front of my mind!

Oh my- no wonder you''re divorced. What a nightmare HM

Ditto!

Heather

 

[hlmr]

Well, mine is not so bad compared to some of yours but.......

My DH had to have a root canal in Miami, the day our cruise ship was leaving.......he told me I will meet you at the ship! Don''t worry - I''ll be there, just go check in.. - as he took off in a taxi headed to a downtown Miami dentist.....

Many hours and many heart palpitations later he made it - minutes before the ship sailed and I was about to disembark without our luggage which was already on board....he was so happy to be out of pain that he got drunk on snakebites that night and spent the whole next day in bed with a severe hangover - LOL - I think people thought I was nuts the following day, claiming I was a newlywed because I was minus one husband!!

LOLOLOL

Heather