- 5 years ago
- Wedding: April 2013
So, we got married in Iceland a few hours away from the main town. The plan was to get there at around 2:30 and the wedding was to be at 7. That didn’t work out due to the white out, and windy conditions on the road that blocked off from seeing the sign for the hotel, we ended up going over this highway over a mountain range so at the time I could only explain as the worst experience of my life.
It gets worse, much worse though. We drive on and realize that we must have gone too far so my FI jumps out of the car to flag down a car to ask for directions and trips over one of his shoe laces and rips open the palms of his hands and one knee. He gets back into the car and my best girlfriend goes into nurse mode and helps him with some supplies we have in the car, and he looks so pale we thought he was going to faint.
We end up going to a motel, which is CLOSED to ask since I left my cell phone at the house in town, and no one had phones that would connect to data roaming in the middle of no where. We finally manage to call the hotel where we are suppose to be getting married and are told we need to go back over the mountain range.
At this point I think I just shut down completely. The question “What, What do you mean?” as my FI couldn’t comprend that we needed to go through that again.
We start driving up and it’s truthfully the most terrifying experience that all of us have ever gone through. We come across and Icelandic couple who have driven their tiny mazda (that doesnt have snow tires) into a snowbank which is on the road. (The wind was so strong it pushed the snow that was on the side of the road in the ditch over the road and they got stuck). We all decide we need to stop to help because really… that is just what you do. Visablity was so bad that that I was scared that our cars would get hit by someone else coming along
I jumped out of the truck (4WD) to let the people in the back out, and the wind was pushing the door with me bracing against it closed and I weigh 140 pounds. The ice on the road was so bad that one of the guys starting sliding down the mountain while trying to push this car out. Are we heroes or stupid idiots? I don’t even know. But we did get them out which was a great win, however the build up of snow, and ice around our truck caused it to lose traction and we were spinning so close to the edge of the cliff, I can barely think about it. We finally get down the mountain and find the hotel where I spend the next 30 mins crying due to stress.
The hotel pushed back us meeting the priest by an hour and said it was no problems pushing other things back as well.
We had shots and got ready because we didn’t have a lot of time. When I got the the church I was so anxious, stress, happy, relieved that I laughed the entire way through the ceremony which was shockingly religious. We had written our on vows which were beautiful, and too emotional over me, and I ugly cried half way through mine.
We were then meant to have dinner with the five people with us upstairs in a dining area, but no-one told the people working that night and it wasnt set up. We sat down the the main area and at the time there were 3 other people there but they left shortly after and we had the area to our selves anyway, and they allowed us to put jazz music on the sound system that played over the entire hotel. YEY! That was what I wanted intimate dinner with soft jazz playing.
My HUSBAND! surprised me with a chocolate wedding cake (Quite hard to organise in Iceland at the last second)
It didn’t go perfectly, or really even well. But it was what it was. I got to marry the man of my dreams, and have one of the best meals I have ever had in my life, with a couple of friends while listening to jazz.