The Wife and I are coming up on our 7th wedding anniversary. I was reminded (early) a by a little photo from Timehop today…oh, and the Wife posting it to Facebook. We’ll just call the photo, that time my wife got cozy with another man, on our honeymoon. Below is a blog I wrote (on another site) 6 years ago. Enjoy
Well, the dreaded day has come finally; our honeymoon week has come to an end. Time to pack up and head back to reality. How can I ever go back to my everyday life, and job, when I had just spent the most outstanding week in Barbados? The Wife and I walked around the unit this morning happy, yet sullen, not quite wanting to admit this dream was coming to an end.
We made our way to breakfast at the Hut; the same place we had each morning. After eating we slowly made our way back to our room. Almost as if we figured the slower we move, maybe time would slow to a crawl and we could extend our trip longer. No such luck. The Wife decided to squeeze in one last poolside visit for an hour or so, and I discovered that though they refuse to show the American side of ESPN throughout the afternoon and evening, they still were decent enough to show Sports Center in the morning. So, while the Wife soaked up the rays, I soaked up the all the info I missed from the NFL draft.
When the cab arrived to ferry us away on the brief ride to the airport, it was then we knew the dream of this vacation lasting forever had come to an end. I take the time on the drive back to again just kind of take in the sites of this beautiful island, and reflect on my own outlook on things.
Getting through customs was pretty easy. The Wife reassures me that this was the easy part, and to not get my hopes up as getting back into the U.S. via Miami was going to be the painful part. While standing in line at customs I noticed a man out of the corner of my eye and cannot shake the feeling that I know him from somewhere. His short stocky frame is covered with tattoos, and his face just screams Jersey douche bag. I continue to eye him now and again, but trying not to stare as I don’t want him to think I am leering at him and looking for an island hook-up, lol.
I finally lean over to the Wife and ask her if he looks familiar to her. As she is looks, I say, “He kind of looks like he should have been in a boy band like Backstreet Boys or something.” To which she replies, “No, he looks older than that. He kind of looks like…” and before the words even get out of her mouth I realize it’s Danny from New Kids on the Block. You remember Danny; the one member of the group no one cared about. Ok, so maybe you don’t remember him then, lol.
Just then I smiled and leaned over and said to the Wife in a sarcastic tone, “Where are the rest of the New Kids?” That’s when the guy Danny was talking to turned around, and the whole line saw it was Joey McIntyre. Holy crap!! Joey and Danny, both in Barbados? Wait, something’s going on here.
At first we weren’t convinced it was Joey because he kept twitching like he had touerrets, or was feening for his next fix. It was kind of weird. Not only that, but the guy (Joey) looked totally emaciated, like he hadn’t eaten in years or something. The dude looked sickly. But I recognized his voice right off the bat. Maybe he was trying to do his best Donnie Wahlberg impression from The Sixth Sense. Donnie, now that’s the New Kid I wanted to see.
Our suspicions were finally confirmed by a group of middle aged ladies (and that’s putting it nicely) who came up to Danny (because Joey had the smarts to bolt after customs) and asked him if he was who they thought he was. After our brief celebrity sighting we went to grab lunch in the food court.
After finishing lunch the Wife and I made our way over to our gate. We continued to joke about members of NKOTB being in Barbados. The funny thing was last night we heard a band playing a party near our hotel. They played a bunch of Bare Naked Ladies songs and we joked that they were a band cover band.
I asked the Wife she wasn’t all excited to see the former 80’s heartthrobs, to which she explained she was never a big New Kids fan (as a whole), but she had a huge crush on Jonathan Knight, the slightly older, quieter brother to Jordan. Now, if he was there, then she would care. Then it happened…
As we were talking we saw Jordan Knight walk, by followed by Jonathan. I thought my wife was going to faint right in front of me. She instantly became flushed abd flustered. It takes a strong man to be ok with seeing your wife get all hot and bothered by her childhood crush.
I encouraged her to go and talk to him and see if she could get a picture with him (again, strong man). She could not bring herself to do it, she was so nervous. After some nagging on my part, and a few lines like, “Come on babe, this is a once in a lifetime opportunity. When are you ever going to say that you will see your childhood crush up close and personal again”, she finally went and did it. She is so proud of that picture.
One funny side note: while we were sitting at the gate a young girl (probably in her mid-20’s) walked up to Danny, Joey and Jonathan to get their autographs. Not too long after all this, I see Danny totally trying to skeeze up on her later, and she was eating it up. Ahh, some things never change. I guess that’s how it is when you’re hanging tough, right?
When we landed in Miami I finally got to see exactly what the Wife was talking about. Customs was an absolute nightmare. The first stage was pretty easy. A guy looked at our passports, asked us a couple of questions, and bang, we got let back into the U.S. It kind of made me wonder, “It’s really that easy?” Then we went to the hell hole known as the baggage claim area. Now that was a freaking disaster. You had to collect your bag, then shuffle through a small area with a bunch of other people that just got off international flights. It almost made realize what cattle felt like. It was exactly like that. After you got through that area you then had to go through security all over again. UGH!!! What a nightmare. Alas, we made it through with little issue, a few bumps and annoyed feelings toward others aside.
We finally arrive home today at about 2am on Saturday morning. I’m glad to be home, but I wish I was in Barbados still. Wow, I know I said it before, but I will say it again; that trip was an experience of a life time and I will never forget it.
Thanks for following along on our little honeymoon adventure. I hope you enjoyed reading about it as much as we had living it, but somehow I don’t think that is possible. Take it easy peeps.