- Mrs. Spring
- 9 years ago
- Wedding: May 2009
Inspired by Mrs. DG’s amazing wedding recaps and by the awesome recaps done by ejs, I’ve decided to do a few summary posts concerning the Spring family honeymoon. We spent two weeks touring Europe, and it was the best trip of my life. A little bit of background before we start: My husband was born in Germany and lived in Europe until he was 4. I’ve never even been to Mexico. We had a 6:00 am flight the morning after our wedding from an airport about an hour from our house. Let the recaps commence!
The first pictures you see are of our car after my sisters got done with it at the reception. I’m pretty sure they spent a ton of money on all those condoms and pregnancy tests, and it took us a 1/2 hour at a deserted gas station at 1:30 am to clean everything up. At 2:00 am, we officially got on the road to the airport, and I was starting to feel grumpy. I had been up since about 6:00 am the morning before and I didn’t get a ton of sleep the night before. My husband, being the amazing, fantastic guy he is, drove the hour to the airport with me snoozing in the front seat. And he stayed awake while I slept on his shoulder so we wouldn’t miss our flight to San Francisco. And he stayed awake in SF (he had been up for 30 hours straight at this point!) while I slept so we wouldn’t miss our flight to London. Yes, he’s the best husband ever, and we made all our flights!
Our flight attendant was sweet enough to bring us two glasses of champagne after we told her it was our honeymoon. Then, the in-flight movies started, and we decided to watch “Marley and Me” before passing out. I can tell you right now that the emotional overload of the wedding + the exhaustion of spending so much time awake + the horrible tear-jerking ending of the movie = uncontrollable sob fest for both of us. The lady next to us actually asked to move seats. Yeah…
Anyway, after about 8 hours of uninterrupted sleep and a quick clean-up in the airplane bathroom, we arrived at Heathrow airport. Our next stop was King’s Cross station for our first ever ride on the Eurostar train through the Chunnel to Paris, where we would spend the first few days of our honeymoon. We had decided ahead of time to take the metro from the airport to King’s Cross to save on money (a taxi ride was going to cost almost 100 pounds!). The metro ride was long, kinda smelly, and very crowded (well it didn’t help that we were both towing big suitcases), but we eventually made it to our destination (picture below). By this point, my husband was VERY excited to get to Paris. He had been talking non-stop about going through the Chunnel for the last hour or so, but I let it slide since he was so understanding of my desperate need for sleep earlier on. Soon, we settled on to the train and headed out for Paris. Let the honeymoon begin! (On a side note, the Chunnel just looks like a big, concrete tunnel. That’s it. It’s not at all like traveling on the train between Ironforge and Stormwind in the World of Warcraft. Very disappointing).
The next installment will deal with the first few days of our honeymoon (spent in France), my husband’s 23rd birthday, and our first newlywed fight. Until then…
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