Back from the Hiatus

We finally went on our honeymoon and are (sadly) back to reality. It was a fantastic and crazy hectic trip, and we don't regret a minute of it.

It was Dude's first trip out of the hemisphere, and he was splendid. I had my doubts, like when he wanted to go to dinner in shorts while we were in Italy and I had to tell him that Europeans don't really wear shorts. (To be perfectly fair, it was 90 degrees, the hottest May Italy has seen in 50 years, and he doesn't really have the option of wearing a skirt like yours truly.) I had to remind him a couple of times that when bumping into people to say "Mi scusi" or "Oprostite" (Italian and Croatian, respectively) instead of "Sorry." (Side note, that is my BIGGEST pet peeve about American tourists is that so many use basic phrases in English. There are only a few phrases everyone should know in the language of the country he or she is visiting - hello, sorry, thank you, good bye, and do you speak English. If saying any of those things, you should really say them in the language of the country you are in. You would expect foreign tourists to speak to you in English when you are in America and that courtesy should be extended. End side note.)

But Dude quickly caught on and was great company, and going on our whirlwind trip really gave us some great bonding moments and moments of insight into each other that we hadn't seen before, despite over six years together. We were out of our comfort zone for the entire trip, and while we had some stressful moments, we pulled through together. And Dude, the eternal optimist, came up with the catch phrase that saw us through, and will probably be used for quite some time during our marriage - "Great us."

Me: Shitty weather!
Dude: Great us!

Me: Stupid traffic!
Dude: Great us!

Great us, indeed.