The wedding I hardly remember. The honeymoon? I have a total of 1417 pictures and 12 videos chronicling our journey. I remember pretty much all of it. Except some parts of Monday. It is apparently not a good idea to drink the rum punch from 10am until 8pm. What I don't remember, I was able to piece back together in pictures. And stories from the bartenders which included, but where not limited to
1. Emily (my vacation bestie) and I walking on the bar, stepping over people's drinks.
2. Me telling a girl she was not in our club of people we were married on the 15th, followed by Emily telling her she had been married "a looooong time." They had gotten married on the 8th.
3. Emily and I harassing the bartender who admitted to me that he had five kids with five different moms.
Don't worry. I took it easy with the rum punches the rest of the trip. However, I can't exactly say we took it easy the whole trip. We did a lot. We went everywhere. We did touristy things. We ate a local restaurants. We made good friends with our driver. We hiked. We snorkeled. We sat on the beach. I read four books. We woke up by 6am everyday, and were asleep by 9:30pm every night. I ate no less than three lunches a day. I loved the food. I ate fritters from roadside stands and drank coconut water straight from the coconut. Crocodiles swam within feet of me. I held a starfish, chased a stingray, and ran from jellyfish. And I loved every minute of it.
From the moment we arrived, I knew this was going to be an amazing vacation.
.....to be continued. With pictures.