My fiance and I had been planning our anniversary for almost a year.
We had tentatively put a endpoint anniversary into our plans.
The only thing we had to decide was where the endpoint was going to be. We had considered heading south, but neither of us undoubtedly wanted to travel that far. We then thought how nice it would be to head west. We had never been to the huge 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 endpoint, the hotel and anniversary package, for a adequate price. We had a count of about thirty people, but by the time our 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 chilly 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 chilly Winter and how it would be nice to get away. My Grandpa, always the worrier, worried about leaving the apartment unattended. He was afraid the furnace would go out and freeze his pipes. Grandma had to get someone to apartment sit, so they could make sure the furnace worked while they were gone. Grandpa worried the airplane would have bad air quality, how hot it would be in the islands, and if they had superb a/c. He also wanted to be close to the beach. I know Grandpa was just a worrier, but his fears were real when it came to having the Heating and Air Conditioning system quit working..