Honeymoon

Its been a while, but with the Honeymoon and moving this past week, I haven't had the chance to blog. I've been dying to tell everyone about our honeymoon... so here goes.

It snowed the Monday we were supposed to leave St Louis. We were prepared, as there was a second flight that we had for back up later in Atlanta, that would get us to Jacksonville  in time to board our cruise ship. We had boarded our plane when the pilot announced that we had to go to the deicing pad. After two hours, and no movement, we were informed that our plane would not be taking off from St Louis that day. Reason being, "Delta has no deicer. Don't plan on trying to book with another company, as all of St Louis is out as well." I was crushed. Realizing that we wouldn't make that connecting fight in Atlanta and wouldn't be boarding our cruise, I started bawling... right there in my seat. Josh continually tried to convince me that we would figure it out, but it wasn't working. Being the amazing husband that he is, he was able to get someone from Delta on the line and rebook us a flight straight to Nassau, Bahamas where our ship would be docking on Wednesday. This still meant that we had to stay in St Louis that Monday, leave early Tuesday, fly to the Bahamas, stay overnight there, and then get on our cruise. At that point, I was a basket case.

Josh's dad picked us up and took us back to their house. While there we booked a room at a hotel in the Bahamas, which wasn't actually as bad as we though. Our Honeymoon was moving in the right direction. No snow Tuesday morning, and our flight went off without a hitch. When we landed in the Bahamas convinced that we could only go up from here. That was until we watched everyone on our flight get their luggage from the carousel and leave. Realizing that we didn't have luggage, I again broke down. Bawled in the airport. Josh laughed, filed a claim, and we went off to the other side of the island to our hotel.

So, we are in Nassau, with nothing. I had a tank top and a pair of shorts in the carry on, but poor Josh had nothing. No soap, razors, toothpaste, contact solution, or bathing suits... We walked to the tourist area and bought some stuff, including two bathing suits. Back to the hotel we went to change and get in a few hours at the beach, and then it happened. You know that moment when you hit your breaking point. That happened when Josh "tried" putting on his swimming trunks and they were too small. We laughed so hard, so hard we rolled on the floor, so hard that my stomach hurt from laughing so hard. Poor Josh layed on the beach in his long pants while I basked in the Caribbean sunshine.

The next day our ship came in, and we boarded. Eventually our bag came and the rest of the week was amazing!! Looking forward to our next Carnival Cruise, and never flying Delta again. Sent out a nice letter today to the Delta CEO explaining the situation, and looking forward to getting something back. I'll post pictures soon, Josh is still editing.