We had a lovely wedding in one of the most beautiful places in the world, lovingly decorated by the Creator himself (just for our day, mind you). We were married at the base of Lower Yosemite Falls, in Yosemite National Park. The water was rushing so fast, I could barely hear what I was agreeing to, and the mist had us all drenched and freezing before it was over. Good thing we did photos before. But, the most important thing is that we became husband and wife (and nearly 13 years later, we still are).
After a looong, lovely day, our guests left and we were alone to celebrate our wedding night. We had booked a room at the beautiful vintage Wawona Hotel. Now, by beautiful and vintage, I mean OLD. It was built in the 1800s. Some of you may remember (personally or from stories) that they didn't have indoor plumbing in the 1800s. That said, our charming little wedding night room, DID NOT have a bathroom.
This is one of my favorite photos, Wawona in the background.
So, we disrobed from our wedding attire in our room, slipped into our bathrobes, and padded down the hall to shower in separate (gender specific) bathrooms. How romantic. I did bring along a little something to change into. There wasn't enough of it to tell under my robe (wink). Then in the morning we headed back down the hall to prepare for our fist day of married life. Oh the memories.
So, we disrobed from our wedding attire in our room, slipped into our bathrobes, and padded down the hall to shower in separate (gender specific) bathrooms. How romantic. I did bring along a little something to change into. There wasn't enough of it to tell under my robe (wink). Then in the morning we headed back down the hall to prepare for our fist day of married life. Oh the memories.We spent the day together, enjoying the sights and sounds of Yosemite, which is still one of our favorite places. Then we drove home. It was a lovely honeymoon on a college student budget. And I wouldn't change a thing...well, maybe I'd opt for indoor plumbing.
