The time had finally come - we were off to Boston! Everything had fallen into place and it all felt perfect! (Well, minus the sad phone call from my mom before we left saying, "If you want me to come out there and get you, I will!" I know what she was thinking and why she said it, but it still hurt. I wish my mom could have been there, and more than that, that she would have wanted to be there. We have come a long way since that point and our relationship is a lot better! Time heals!)
We arrived in Boston on July 24th, 2011. We were so excited! We had come so far to get to this point, and we were ready! And, this was our journey. We knew we had made the right choices to get to that point. It felt amazing. We were both on cloud nine! That is, until we had some hiccups traveling to our hotel.
We had taken a shuttle to get to our hotel, but it didn't take us right to the front door. It was a few blocks away. When trying to figure out the best way to get to the hotel, we thought the shuttle wouldn't be so bad. We can walk a a few blocks, not a big deal. In reality, we were both hungry, tired, and ended up getting lost. We started walking in the wrong direction and got further way from our hotel (we didn't have a decent maps app on our phone.) So, there we were, walking the city with all of our luggage, my wedding dress, and in the hot, sticky heat. Not ideal! That's when my swear words started. We were crossing the crosswalk and my sandal broke! Every time I took a step, the bottom would spin and land some weird way. I was so annoyed and said some big bad words... I don't usually talk like that, but that isn't where it stopped. When we got to the sidewalk, we found a place to set our stuff down so I could open my suitcase and get out a new pair of shoes. Much to my surprise, when I opened my suitcase, TSA had gone through everything in my bag. My stuff was EVERYWHERE, and my wedding gift for Kris that I had wrapped up was torn open. I was so beyond angry at that point, and if you know me, you know I usually only cry when I am furious! Cue the floodgates... I couldn't even talk! I was sure at that point Kris was thinking... "Do I really want to marry her?" HA! I was so overwhelmed by my emotions. I broke down and told Kris what had happened and about her wedding surprise. Luckily, she knew how to handle my big emotions. She told me everything was going to be okay (we can laugh at this now!) And to be honest, from that point forward, it was smooth sailing. We made it to our hotel and it was gorgeous! We loved it. We stayed at the InterContinental Hotel (which I totally recommend). We ate some great food, delicious ice cream, and met some of the nicest people wherever we went. In fact, we are still friends with some of them on Facebook and Instagram!
The next day, we went to Cambridge to apply for our wedding license. We were both as giddy as kids on Christmas. It was really happening! It was a moment we had dreamed about for so long. I remember walking in the doors of Cambridge City Hall and it was so surreal. I could feel the history. And, I was so excited to make our history there. We probably looked stupid because we were taking so many pictures while we were filling out the marriage forms. We wanted to capture every moment.
The next few days that followed were full of sightseeing and fun! Kris's family came into town the day before the wedding and we had a great time exploring and eating good food and desserts. It is a great memory that we will always cherish. Being able to share special moments like those with family is so important to us, and them coming all that way for us meant the world.
We had a blast the days leading up to the wedding! Boston is so charming, and I can't wait to go back! We are heading there in June of this year for a trip down memory lane, and this time we made time for a ball game! The countdown is on!