There I was, newly Mrs. Fabio and ready to enjoy a relaxing honeymoon as Mr. and Mrs. While Fabio was getting the address to the resort for the cab driver, I pulled our bags off the luggage carousel and walked over to him. He immediately jumped up saying he would have gotten the bags and I know this was true - but sometimes I like to pretend I'm strong, so I had grabbed our bags. We roll out to the line of taxis at the airport in a cold drizzle. Of course I immediately begin to worry that the whole week will be like this. We have flown across the country to the land of sunshine, but with my luck it will rain the entire time we are here.
We hop in the taxi and head off towards the resort. Fabio's phone begins to ring and I really only notice because it sounds like a nuclear alarm going off. He hits ignore because the number isn't familiar (I am also totally guilty of screening unknown callers) but then they leave a message. He listens to it and just looks at me. As he hangs up he says "are you sure you grabbed the right bags?" So just as we are 3 minutes away from the resort - we have to turn around and go back to the airport because in all of my glory of being able to lift my heavy bag off the carousel, I was actually stealing someone else's luggage!
So that is how we began our honeymoon. Thankfully - the woman who's luggage I wanted to drive around CA for a bit was very understanding and that was the worst hiccup of the trip. Oh, and also the only rain of the trip!
I hope you enjoyed hearing from Snarky in my absence...she has some awesome family holiday stories usually - so you may hear from here again soon :)
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