ragingtatas
RagingTaTas
ragingtatas

I live in New Orleans and I know EXACTLY the van you mean. That is one seriously sketchy-looking vehicle. Also, it moves all the time but I never see anyone getting into or out of it. Ghosts maybe?

Firstly our honeymoon destination was bombed a month before we were due to go (Bali 2015). Cancelled but they took all our $$. Oh well.

I agree with Chooze- Tide is of the devil! I am so allergic to that shit. And as a person who is allergic to, well, everything, I agree that hives on nips is the worst (though might make a good band name.)

we wen camping for a week at different campgrounds. The second night, we got caught in a record-breaking thunderstorm. I honestly thought a tree was going to fall on us. Our tent wasn't very good, and water was coming in from all angles - through the floor, through the zippers on the door and windows, through the

Your aunt and uncle are saints for making two LAX trips during holiday travel season.

I am also allergic to Tide. Since most of my family is, we discovered this when we were kids but finding out that way is horrible! Tide is the devil's detergent.

There's a story here and I can't be the only one who wants to hear it.

Holy mother, have I got honeymoon stories!

Ours is a long story, too long to recount here, so I'll say this...if our story had a title it would be:

For our honeymoon, my husband and I booked what was advertised as an "oceanfront beach house." The photos featured a lovely little house with a large deck and it's own private beach. We lived several hours away so we couldn't check it out in person in advance, but based on the photos, we thought it seemed like exactly

When we got married way back in 1993, I wanted to take a cruise to Hawaii and just lay in the sun, but my husband wanted to go on an "adventure." He won. We decided to go to Greece. But not Athens, or any of the popular islands. Without the Internet, I collected articles about the other islands, and decided to try and

I brought pretty and sexy lingerie for the wedding night, and couldn't wait to show it off for my new husband. I'd never had such sweet little things to wear before in my life! I was anticipating so much romance and lovemaking and all the things a newlywed couple would revel in. Well, my husband had brought his idea

Not our honeymoon, but our first anniversary. We'd had a bereavement ON our wedding anniversary, so on the Saturday after, to remind ourselves of good times, we booked the bridal suite at the hotel our wedding had been at the previous year. They remembered us when we checked in and were so lovely. We went up to the

My husband broke his leg on our honeymoon — in Maui on the road to Hana, which if you've never been is pretty remote. Another couple we met there had to drive to the next town to get cell service to call an ambulance, which came, and helped me wedge my husband into our convertible Mustang rental because the hospital

My parents went to a little mountain resort town and were delighted to find a shop that sold specialty cheeses AND specialty chocolate. They bought several pounds of "Pizza Cheese" (like mozzarella but with ... more pizza flavor?) and a shit ton of white chocolate, which neither of them had ever had. Then, getting

A bit of a downer here, but I married my husband over the phone while he was in prison. My 'honeymoon' was spent watching Lockup and eating Nutella mixed with peanut butter while halfheartedly crying.

My husband and I had our honeymoon in Mexico, right when the swine flu hit. We had heard reports before the wedding and the day we were supposed to fly out there was a restriction on travel. Not an out and out ban, but it was highly suggested that Americans should not travel to Mexico. Swine Flu central was Mexico

Our honeymoon was great - we went to Mexico. The problem came when we were trying to get home. We live on the East Coast, but flew to LA to take a cruise down to Mexico and back. We were staying with my aunt and uncle in LA. When we got back to LA, we spent one night at their house and were supposed to catch a plane

On the flight to our destination, I learned that my new husband had chosen the honeymoon location and all of our activities because he had had such an amazing time there with his ex-girlfriend, a few years prior. It went on like that for two more years before we split. (And he couldn't understand why I left him

Oh! I got one! So our honeymoon was in Argentina. We spent a week in Buenos Aires and then a week in Mendoza. To get from BA to wine country we took an overnight bus with sleeper seats, which ended up being just fine. Got out at the station and went to take a taxi to our resort. Get in the taxi, tell the guy