I can’t believe it’s over; I can recall that said of getting older: time simply rushes by in a fashion heretofore unexperienced. It is true of my honeymoon as well.
It seems like yesterday that we headed for Lake Tahoe in Fornicalia. And the past three days I spent fighting a snowstorm that lasted from Ashland, Oregon, south over the Siskiyou Pass into Fornicalia, into Mt. Shasta City, Dunsmuir, and then an attempt to slice off some time back home by traversing Highway 70 through the Feather River Canyon and into Portola, then to Truckee, then back down to my cabin on I-80. But chain controls got in the way as I had been driving a front wheel drive rental car with no chains in my possession. I had to retrace all my steps in order to avoid chain controls and added 7 hours to my trip home.
And when I got home, I had to sink up to my hips in snow to the front door, then dig my way back out to the car to unload.
So where did we go and what did we do?
First, my honey was kind enough to accept my proposal on Saturday, June 3rd, 2006, on the rocks of Mendocino whilst the ocean spat salt spume and rime all about us.
We were then married on Wednesday, February 14th of this year, at 3 PM at a secretive location near Lake Tahoe; we believed if it was good enough for my mother and father in 1942, it was good enough for us. From there we traveled to Petaluma for an overnight stay, and then on to the Timber Cove Lodge north of Jenner. But that’s another story. Suffice to say we were massively underwhelmed with the quality of this place, but massive shocked with the bite it took out of our wallets — i.e., $300 a night for two nights.
From there we navigated up I-5, past the glorious Mt. Shasta near Mt. Shasta City (which we visited on the way back — two excellent book stores there!) and on into Oregon where our final destination was the city of Astoria, perched on the mouth of the Columbia River and the dividing line between Oregon and Washington states.
We visited the wondrous Astoria Column, watched as massive ships of all types navigated up the Columbia River through the carefully delineated channels under the Astoria-Megler Bridge.
In all, it was a glorious two weeks that I shall treasure every waking day.
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Any serious and necessary advice for a newlywed couple? What have you found works for you and/or does not work for you?
BZ
Three words:
Communicate.
Communicate.
Communicate.
No matter what the issue, honest communication with each other is paramount.
Best wishes to you and your bride! Congratulations!
Cary: she and I both agree that we need to continue the communication with each other, and your comment emphasizes this need — though it is good to read that it is so necessary. Thanks for your input!
BZ
It sounds wonderful, glad you had a good time!! Welcome back!!
Thank you most kindly!
BZ
I second that honest communication, and a lot of play don’t hurt either… 😉
Relationships are great and communication is easy when things are great, and it even occurs when things are bad. It’s the every day grind that kills relationships. Never let your relationship become routine, because there is nothing routine about being in love. Take time each day, if even for just a brief moment, and reflect on what a joyous and magical thing the two of you share.
My sappy advice for the day…