After Canada, we had a day at sea before our last stop in the beautiful and proud city of Boston. A measly eight hours in this city is not nearly enough, and I long to visit again someday soon. It’s a gorgeous city with such a rich history that I have an insatiable need to thoroughly explore. *sigh* I’ll admit it, I’m in love with Boston. Continue reading
*Check out Part 1 ~ Magnificent Maine if you missed it!
So, back to that big ol’ boat of old people. When the husband and I weren’t out exploring various cities, we were hittin’ dem clubz.
Ha. Who am I kidding?
We were reading.. like the nerds we are. Exploring is exhausting, yo.
I think I brought along a Harry Potter book, and the husband navigated the ship’s library through a sea of old people stumbling around and/or napping. Yes, napping. No lie.
Four years ago, the husband and I hopped on a plane in Cleveland Ohio, landed in Baltimore Maryland, changed clothes in the airport restroom, hailed a taxi, and then got married in Federal Hill Park overlooking the city… all by noon.
Best. Day. Ever.
Filled with pure adrenaline, nerves, and most likely caffeine and sugar.
I have never regretted eloping. Never.
Going to weddings now just reinforces how awesome our decision was for us to essentially “run away and get married”. Continue reading