TALES FROM READERS

Honeymoons Worth Telling Your Grandkids About

Don't get lulled into a false sense of security by the serenity of Bermuda. You still have to read signs or face peril.
Don't get lulled into a false sense of security by the serenity of Bermuda. You still have to read signs or face peril. (Bermuda Department of Tourism)

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Sunday, May 21, 2006

You can plan all you want, but sometimes honeymoons take on a life of their own. We asked for real-life stories from readers. Here are some of the best.

My husband and I were married on Mount Desert Island, Maine, and nearly all our guests had to travel far to get there. Conscious of how much effort and money they had put into making the long journey to Maine, my husband and I felt obligated to spend every waking minute with them.

When the big event was finally over, the only thing we wanted was some time to ourselves. But our families were going to stay in Maine a while longer and hoped to see us again after the honeymoon, so we couldn't go far. We finally booked a little bed-and-breakfast on Great Cranberry Island, off the coast of MDI. We took the mail boat out there and spent three lovely, quiet days hiking, playing croquet and sitting on the pebbly beach as the sun went down.

Our families, and all the affection and annoyance and joyful chaos that came with them, were only a few miles away. But with that little ribbon of the Atlantic separating us, they may as well have been on a different continent.

Deborah Chen Pichler

Silver Spring

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Paris -- the very name symbolizes romance, and my husband was so excited as he planned our honeymoon there. We stayed on the Left Bank, toured museums and cathedrals, climbed the Eiffel Tower and walked all over the city. Since this was my first trip to Europe, my husband wanted everything to be perfect, and it was.

As we were leaving the city, I turned to him to express my gratitude and devotion. And then he said, "We'll always have Paris. Here's looking at you, kid."

"What type of statement is that?" I asked him. "It certainly isn't romantic, and in fact is somewhat cavalier. This is the way you want to sum up our trip?"

He looked at me with horror and told me he had waited his entire life to say those words on his honeymoon.

Needless to say, we rented "Casablanca" the night we got back.


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