Horneymoon Vol.1
Okay Okay...
First off I want to say that I could not ask for better friends. You all were so awesome.
Ginger did so much. She was definitely my backbone throughout the whole thing. There is no way I could've survived without her. If anybody upset or pissed me off, she didn't hesitate to give them a piece of her mind. It didn't matter if it involved table linens or my heinous family. She was on it.
Alex sacrificed so much just by being there. I know it was hard for her to be thrown from her box. To dress up and wear makeup and have her hair done. But she looked amazing and acted so graceful and never complained. And who knew she could dance like that.
Stacey, you make a hell of a cake!!! I really super appreciate you making our cake and being a bridesmaid all at the same time. It meant a lot to me. And I know it was probably hectic at times, but I want you to know that it didn't go unnoticed. And cutting and serving the cake at the last minute on top of that!!! You guys are so awesome!
Liz, you never once forgot about me. You always checked on me and made sure everything was going smoothly. I knew all along that I had someone to talk to if I had any issues. Jim and I both wished we could've spent more time with you and JD. It was so awesome of you guys to come in for the wedding. Now, can you come back so we can hang out longer?
Corinne, thanks for helping me pick out the bridesmaids dresses. They were so pretty and everybody seemed to like them (for the most part). Who knows how I would've decided on a dress on my own! And thanks for the hair salon referral. Everyone's hair was gorgeous. I couldn't of pictured anything better.
You ladies are fucking badass!!! FO-SHO.
I just hope I can make it up to you guys.
You'll never know.
Anyways, now that I have that out of the way, here's the hoRneymoon breakdown...
Sunday
We got up pretty early. Like around 3:00 am. Yes like 3 hours after the reception ended. Then drove the Ginger's. She took us to the airport. We flew out of E'ville. Sat on the plane for about an hour, because apparently their fuel gauge was broken, so they accidentally overfueled one of the wings. So they had to burn the fuel of by just idling, so that the plane wouldn't be off balance. This made us dangerously late when we got to Atlanta. We had to run to our terminal. Like in the movies. I can see it in slow motion. hmmmm. So we get on the plane with only seconds to spare. Then we get to Houston (George Bush Sr. airport). Totally Lame. Nothing cool at all to to in that airport. Just sat in massage chairs. $1.00/ 3 minutes. Then we had to take a 2 hour coach bus ride to Galveston. That's where our ship was docked.
Our cruise ship was by far the biggest. Without question, screwed RC in the ass!Our room was on the 7th floor...pretty small, but we had a window and if you stood on the bed, you could see the ocean. We had our own Steward the cleaned our room twice a day and made little animals out of towels and put chocolates on our pillows. His name was Mahndy (short for something I can't pronounce) and he's from Indonesia. All of the employees are from all over the world and they are on 6 month contracts. Their name tags had their home country on it.
We ate lunch at one of the many buffets and later had dinner at the Monet dinning room. Fancy 5 star food. We took pictures of every meal. We sat at the same table everytime. And we had the same server. His name was Arnel and he's from the Phillipines.
Between lunch and dinner (and after dinner), we walked around the ship to try to find everything. It was 14 stories tall, not counting the 4 that were under the water. The 9th floor was opened up in 2 spots, which tiered up to the 14th floor. This is where most of the night life was and where a lot of food and alcohol could be found. And old wrinkly drunk women that forgot that they were totally gross in anything less than coveralls. Bleh. There was a spa. The gym and the sauna had sweet views of the ocean. There were hot tubs everywhere. A big waterslide. 3 pools. There was a 3 story theatre with shows every night. A casino. About 20 different bars. An internet cafe. $.75/ minute. (phone $6.99/minute) A sushi bar. 24 hour pizzeria. 24 hour ice cream stations. An airbrush tatooist. Duty and Tax free stores. Photo-ops everywhere. There were people waiting at every corner (with a different backdrop) to take our picture. A bunch of fat people and hateful mothers constantly yelling at their little innocent children. Other than the later, everything was incredible and overwhelming. We felt very fortunate.
We went to bed pretty early that night. Well after I unpacked everything and put all of my tioletries in their cute little spots.
To be continued...
First off I want to say that I could not ask for better friends. You all were so awesome.
Ginger did so much. She was definitely my backbone throughout the whole thing. There is no way I could've survived without her. If anybody upset or pissed me off, she didn't hesitate to give them a piece of her mind. It didn't matter if it involved table linens or my heinous family. She was on it.
Alex sacrificed so much just by being there. I know it was hard for her to be thrown from her box. To dress up and wear makeup and have her hair done. But she looked amazing and acted so graceful and never complained. And who knew she could dance like that.
Stacey, you make a hell of a cake!!! I really super appreciate you making our cake and being a bridesmaid all at the same time. It meant a lot to me. And I know it was probably hectic at times, but I want you to know that it didn't go unnoticed. And cutting and serving the cake at the last minute on top of that!!! You guys are so awesome!
Liz, you never once forgot about me. You always checked on me and made sure everything was going smoothly. I knew all along that I had someone to talk to if I had any issues. Jim and I both wished we could've spent more time with you and JD. It was so awesome of you guys to come in for the wedding. Now, can you come back so we can hang out longer?
Corinne, thanks for helping me pick out the bridesmaids dresses. They were so pretty and everybody seemed to like them (for the most part). Who knows how I would've decided on a dress on my own! And thanks for the hair salon referral. Everyone's hair was gorgeous. I couldn't of pictured anything better.
You ladies are fucking badass!!! FO-SHO.
I just hope I can make it up to you guys.
You'll never know.
Anyways, now that I have that out of the way, here's the hoRneymoon breakdown...
Sunday
We got up pretty early. Like around 3:00 am. Yes like 3 hours after the reception ended. Then drove the Ginger's. She took us to the airport. We flew out of E'ville. Sat on the plane for about an hour, because apparently their fuel gauge was broken, so they accidentally overfueled one of the wings. So they had to burn the fuel of by just idling, so that the plane wouldn't be off balance. This made us dangerously late when we got to Atlanta. We had to run to our terminal. Like in the movies. I can see it in slow motion. hmmmm. So we get on the plane with only seconds to spare. Then we get to Houston (George Bush Sr. airport). Totally Lame. Nothing cool at all to to in that airport. Just sat in massage chairs. $1.00/ 3 minutes. Then we had to take a 2 hour coach bus ride to Galveston. That's where our ship was docked.
Our cruise ship was by far the biggest. Without question, screwed RC in the ass!Our room was on the 7th floor...pretty small, but we had a window and if you stood on the bed, you could see the ocean. We had our own Steward the cleaned our room twice a day and made little animals out of towels and put chocolates on our pillows. His name was Mahndy (short for something I can't pronounce) and he's from Indonesia. All of the employees are from all over the world and they are on 6 month contracts. Their name tags had their home country on it.
We ate lunch at one of the many buffets and later had dinner at the Monet dinning room. Fancy 5 star food. We took pictures of every meal. We sat at the same table everytime. And we had the same server. His name was Arnel and he's from the Phillipines.
Between lunch and dinner (and after dinner), we walked around the ship to try to find everything. It was 14 stories tall, not counting the 4 that were under the water. The 9th floor was opened up in 2 spots, which tiered up to the 14th floor. This is where most of the night life was and where a lot of food and alcohol could be found. And old wrinkly drunk women that forgot that they were totally gross in anything less than coveralls. Bleh. There was a spa. The gym and the sauna had sweet views of the ocean. There were hot tubs everywhere. A big waterslide. 3 pools. There was a 3 story theatre with shows every night. A casino. About 20 different bars. An internet cafe. $.75/ minute. (phone $6.99/minute) A sushi bar. 24 hour pizzeria. 24 hour ice cream stations. An airbrush tatooist. Duty and Tax free stores. Photo-ops everywhere. There were people waiting at every corner (with a different backdrop) to take our picture. A bunch of fat people and hateful mothers constantly yelling at their little innocent children. Other than the later, everything was incredible and overwhelming. We felt very fortunate.
We went to bed pretty early that night. Well after I unpacked everything and put all of my tioletries in their cute little spots.
To be continued...
5 Comments:
YAYYYYY you're back and you survived!!! and it sounds awesome!!!! love you huge bunches
liz
YAY. I WAS STARTING TO WONDER IF ANYONE WAS GOING TO READ THIS.
I read it too! Update again, I promise to comment sooner on Vol. 2.
I'm better at the internet when I don't work two weeks straight:(.
I read it too! :) I want to hear more about the food. Heh. Glad you are back safe and sound! -melissa
ok I'll try to update tomorrow. wednesday.
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