Thank you for the warm welcome! It makes me feel like maybe I’m not completely on my own planning this wedding! I am lucky to be planning it in Atlanta though. I didn’t mention it before, but my Fiance is German, and his entire family lives in Germany still. Although getting married in Germany (or anywhere in Europe for that matter) sounded romantic, it just wasn’t practical. Atlanta serves as a good hub for both our families to meet in.
His proposal was really something out of every girl’s dream. Since we started dating two years ago, we’ve carried a constant running theme of The Amazing Race. I won’t go into detail in this post, but the scavenger hunt concept has been present in so many aspects of our dating history.
That being said, it was no surprise to me that right before dinner on our flight to Berlin to visit my boyfriend’s (at the time) parents for his Mom’s birthday, he pulled out five envelopes. Let the games begin!
My first envelope was opened right before dinner was served. It held two sheets of paper. One read, “Name 5 places you want to go someday,” and the second said, “Not the Grand Canyon – that was SO 2008!” (Clearly, we visited the Grand Canyon last year. We talked over dinner and shared our thoughts of future vacation destinations.
Right before dessert, I was presented with envelope number two. I opened it up, and it also had two sheets of paper. The first one showed the Eiffel Tower, and asked, “How about Paris?” At that point, I just laughed it off because I knew we had an hour and a half layover in Paris on our way to Berlin. He then told me to take a look at the second sheet which showed our itinerary. He had changed our flights without telling me – we now had six hours in Paris!
Thinking back, I was so oblivious to what was going on. I honestly thought it was like a super-bonus side-trip. I was just excited to do more sightseeing in a city I’ve never been in. The rest of the envelopes would wait until we landed at Charles deGaulle.
Once we landed and made our way to the terminal, he handed me my third envelope which read, “Find the Eiffel Tower.” After a failed attempt at getting a train ride into the city (luck would have it that the trains broke down that day!), we finally hopped a cab. We told the driver to take us to the Eiffel Tower, and off we went!
Once we arrived, we got in the loooong line to board the elevator for the top of the tower. It was a Friday morning in tourist season, so the line was clearly a 2-3 hour wait. We agreed that I’d hold our spot in line while he went to get some info from the guards. He came back and told me they filled him in on a little-known secret…you can take the stairs to the second level of the tower then take the elevator the rest of the way up! Off we went to the stairway entrance where there was literally no line whatsoever.
We climbed for a good twenty to thirty minutes. Once we reached the second level, we were both out of breath and needing a break. We strolled around the deck, taking pictures, and otherwise enjoying the view. We quickly surmised that the line for the elevator from there had to be another hour’s wait at least.
Being as oblivious as I was, I assured my b/f that I had been ON the tower, and even been to the second level…I didn’t have to see the very top. Thinking back, we spent an awfully long time trying to figure out how to get to the top. I finally convinced him, and down we went.
We strolled across a bridge to L’Hotel des Invalids – it has a beautiful lawn with sculptures and fountains – and parked ourselves on a secluded bench where I was presented with the fourth envelope. Honestly, I don’t even remember what it said because at that point, my b/f was getting all gushy and saying ultra-romantic things, telling me to shut my eyes. It was just then dawning on me what was about to happen. When he told me to open my eyes, he was there in front of me, asking me if I would marry him. Clearly, I told him ‘YES!”
Seriously – it was probably the most romantic thing he could have done. And to add to the fairy-tale, he told me that his Dad asked his Mom to marry him forty years ago on that day.