Scott Here.
As you all know we just got married. So what could this post ever be about? You guessed it...the honeymoon!
So, we decided to go to Cancun for our honeymoon. We were going to just stay in town, but then we found a marvelous deal that we just could not pass up.
We got a lift to the airport (thanks Peter!) at 4 in the morning (we decided to just stay up and bite the bullet instead of risking the oversleeping that we knew was going to happen if we slept. After waiting to get on the plane, which seemed like an eternity, we finally got our seats. As we took off we smelt something reminicent of poo. As luck would have it, we are in front of a row of 3 small children under the age of 7...you can see where this is going. So after taking off we are treated to 3 straight hours of screaming and fighting from the kids behind us with some of the most useless attempts at parenting from the obviously underslept and overstressed parents of these spawn.
So as we finally get to Atlanta (because anytime you fly with Delta, you are guaranteed to have a layover in Atlanta. We get a quick bite to eat and we are off to sunny Cancun. Landing in Cancun, we hop on a private coach and get to our hotel. When we get there our room was not ready and appearently they have never heard of the honeymoon package that we bought. So... instead of explaining that the room was not ready they put us in a room that was not up to snuff. When we got into the room, there was a half-drunken bottle of water in the fridge, dirt behind the lamp and hair/slime in the bathtub...please g-d let that be shampoo. Well, after some complaining to the NWA WorldVacations lady, we got the room spic and span...never underestimate a woman's wrath.
The next day and the rest of our honeymoon was absolutely fabulous. The service was excellent and the food was to die for. We had free room service 24/7. We chilled out on the beach, relaxed in the quiet pool for hours and ate and ate and ate some more. There were these shows that they had every night that were fun, for the most part. One night there was a "broadway" show which consisted of lip-synching, dancing and seizure-inducing strobe lights. We quickly made out exit as neither on of us wanted to wind up in Hospital de Cancun.
At the end of our honeymoon we got moonlight massages on the beach and facials. What the massage therapists lacked in english language skills, they sure made up for in back-fixing talent! It was very nice to say the least.
Alas, we had to head home back to real life. So, waiting for our plane (in true Scott fashion), all of the food that I had eaten had decided to exit me. Yes..I became very well aquatinted with the restrooms at Cancun International Airport. Oy Vey!
We flew back to Atlanta (of course), where our flight got "re-arranged". This basically consists of going from Gate C23 to Gate C35 to Gate C27. Quality Delta. After getting home, we unpacked and were ready to start our lives as a married couple. Touching, I know.
Now we live in marital bliss.
Please drool and yearn over these wonderful pictures.
All the best,
Scott
