Sixteen years ago tonight, K and I were in Miami. We had traveled there to get married on a cruise ship and then sail on our honeymoon. It was really a trip of a life time and we had a great time. We went down a day early because for the wedding we had to board the ship by noon the next day.
We stayed in a fancy hotel by the ocean and it was great.
The next we boarded the ship, lost our travelers checks, got married, attended lifeboat drill in our wedding clothes, found the travelers checks, and had a great time. We still talk about that as being one of the best vacations we ever had.
As we approach this anniversary, it's makes me a little sad that it will probably be the last one (or the next to the last one). The date will always be a special date for me (and her I hope).