My fiance and I had been planning our wedding for almost a year.
We had tentatively put a destination wedding into our plans.
The only thing we had to decide was where the destination was going to be. We had considered heading south, but neither of us really wanted to travel that far. We then thought how nice it would be to head west. We had never been to the big island and neither had our family. We made our plans and called the travel agency. They were able to book us a cruise that took us to our destination, the hotel and wedding package, for a reasonable price. We had a count of about thirty people, but by the time my mom was done, the count was fifty. Some of our older family members liked the idea of heading to where they could get out of the cold of winter. We had to plan a flight for them to come west from where they lived in the Northeast. My grandparents thought about the cold winter and how it would be nice to get away. My grandpa, always the worrier, worried about leaving the house unattended. He was afraid the furnace would go out and freeze his pipes. Grandma had to get someone to house sit, so they could make sure the furnace worked while they were gone. Grandpa worried the airplane would have poor air quality, how hot it would be in the islands, and if they had good air conditioning. He also wanted to be close to the beach. I think Grandpa was just a worrier, but his fears were real when it came to having the HVAC system quit working..