I have a friend who is tentatively planning to get married in March or April of 2013. Her boyfriend is an outdoorsman sort of fellow. They are considering New Orleans as a possible honeymoon destination, and I suggested that she and her intended take a raft down the Tennessee River near where we live to the Ohio River, the Ohio to the Mississippi River at Cairo, IL, and the Mississippi River to New Orleans. I suggested she could even mount her telescope to the raft and chart the stars as they go floating down the rivers.
She said she was not going rafting, not now, not ever, and not for her tentative honeymoon.
I said I was only trying to help them save on gas or air fare to The Big Easy and give them a chance to bond as they lived off the fish they caught in the rivers or the animals he shot on the land.
She said I was weird, but in an endearing way.
What I haven’t figured out is a river plan to get them to their other choice for a honeymoon: The Big Apple. Seems appropriate to send a newlywed couple to a city nicknamed after the fruit that tripped up Adam and Eve.
Some ideas are simply ahead of their time.
She’s right.
Well, somebody has to be out in left field planting daisies. It doesn’t pay much, but you get all the backache you can stand or sit or lie. After all, who else is going to spruce up the wasteland that is my mind?
He’s my fiancé now. 😛
Now, that’s weird.