My FI and I share a peculiar coincidence of traveling solo on more than one occasion. FI went to New Zealand, southern California, and Boston whereas I’ve traveled to Morocco, Eastern Europe, and the Mediterranean solo. Travel is passion for the both of us. We both agreed that friend cannot necessarily travel together. There is a certain chemistry that is needed.
Six weeks after we started dating, I asked my FI to go on a 17 day trip with me to Thailand. A lot of people were shocked; they felt that we were still too new in our relationship to be taking such a “serious” trip. Little did they know, the trip was a sign for both of us—we were meant to be together!
Well, our relationship not only survived Thailand but flourished. Since then, we’ve taken a 25 day trip to South America as well as a 12 day trip to the Canary Islands and Ireland. Being such avid travelers, planning the trip of all trips – our Honeymoon– took quite a bit of compromise.
I agreed to pay for the honeymoon. Being a feminist, I felt that if he was shelling out for a ring, at the very least I could pay for the trip. Without hesitation, my FI agreed to the arrangement. Our top picks included:
Since I was young, I had always wanted to take a month off and see Australia. Since Denton lived in Brisbane for six months while studying abroad, I decided that I rather go somewhere neither of us had been.
The wilderness of Africa was calling my name. Denton looked at me while I was crazy. “You hate the outdoors.” I responded that I was thinking of safari luxe—think 500 count linens, running water, and a personal butler. The idea was dismissed since we wouldn’t be able to use my Marriott Points or my American Airlines miles.
What could be more romantic then the Taj Mahal and then relaxing in Goa? India has been my top dream location for years… but Denton hesitated. Travel in India isn’t easy. He wanted something more relaxing. He also brought up the long flight. IT was a strong contender but eventually we made up our mind.
Istanbul—the only city to straddle two continents is in the country that has two distinct flavours—the European Mediterranean and openness on the east with the traditionalism and Muslim based West. What could be more exotic than spending our days drinking Turkish coffee, shopping in bazaars, and getting massages in Hamans?
Where should we go?