Well, we are back. After the most insane month of my life….followed by the most relaxing week I’ve ever had..and will probably ever have… we are back.
I won’t go into gushy details about how flipping perfect our wedding was…but it really was. I’ll wait to get our photographers’ photos up to show you so you can see for yourself. 🙂
But…the night Neil, his brother and I got into Omaha, there were 2.5 hours of tornado warnings we had to sit through. Now, for those who don’t know me well, tornadoes are in my top three fears. Seriously. They are so destructive. And we are helpless in their paths. I’ve always been scared out of my mind of them. So I guess it was sort of fitting that the threat of them would show up during a chaotic week.
I want to thank my family for dealing with me freaking out and demanding that all our wedding stuff be taken to my parents’ basement. I didn’t want their house to get damaged, either. But there was no way I could rebuild our wedding in two days!!! So I wasn’t going to take any chances!!!
But in my angst and apprehension, I paced…with camera in tow. And here is one of the several images I caught that night.
Luckily…the twisters didn’t strike near us.
Anyway…. skip ahead a few days. (Did I mention that our wedding was perfect??? And part of it was because I had planned the timeline around photos…hint, hint, brides and grooms!!)
So the honeymoon….we headed to Jamaica and set up camp at Couples Swept Away all-inclusive resort. It was impeccably perfect. Seriously.
We got off the plane and into a ramshackle van, no AC, with two other couples. Vinton, our driver, was a jovial sort, and willing to give us a taste of authentic Jamaica. And by “taste”…I mean literally…. he jumped out of the vehicle at one point and returned with a warm bottle of Coke and a bottle or overproof rum. No ice. But we drank some anyway….
Vinton was also set on educating us about the local fruit. So many different ones, too!
The scariest part of the entire trip was actually the way Jamaicans drive. On the opposite side of the road first of all…and on streets no bigger than a school hallway. And there are no lights. Just the trust that someone else will stop for you. It wasn’t rare to only be three feet behind the next car….no joke. I covered my eyes through a good deal of the hour-and-15-minute trip to the resort.
Outside our room.
This was our first night there. I remember Neil rolling his eyes that I wanted to take a pic already. (He gets a bit jealous of Geraldine) But I’m so glad I endured my new hubby’s irritation, because this is my favorite shot from the trip. It was almost dusk… and I blocked the sun with the tree, but exposed for the bright light, so it underexposed everything else. What pretty blues!!!
So the next day, i thought I’d capture what we could see from our beachfront verandah suite.
And while Neil read Tom Robbins, I walked around our resort. I don’t know what this is exactly, but it was really cool.
One night, we happened upon a kitten. (I think he belonged to a staff member.) And it followed us. And then all three of us happened upon a crab. Needless to say, the two entertained one another for awhile. Neil and I moved on with our lives. I wonder who won…
Back on the ground…
And one of the other couples took this pic. That’s Neil and me!!!!
then we headed to the famous Rick’s Cafe.
It was a bit overrated, to be honest. But there were cliff jumpers. They were cool, until they wanted tips.
One of the ‘cliff jumpers”….but actually jumped from this skinny-butt tree way above the cliffs.
Some local onlookers.
Whiel everyone else was staring at the jumpers, I couldn’t help but see the beauty that was being ignored.
Or the signs that cracked me up.
The day we took the catamaran cruise (aka booze cruise) to the caves….and we got to swim in these crystal waters!! and we swam through the caves. It was an amazing experience.
A castle hotel along the cliffs.
Not too bad for a point and shoot camera, eh?
And the wedding photographer in me jumped out to take some random ring shots around the resort.
I miss it already. But….when we got home finally on Monday night….our pals Jennifer & Tisha had put up a WELCOME BACK banner with notes from our family and friends…and then they vacuumed, and trailed chocolate kisses to our bedroom…and even decorated my stuffed monkey Mitch. What a great homecoming!!! KISSES right back to you!!!
Now…I have some other photo sessions to catch up on!!! And some snoozing. So tired am I. 🙂