Well, Megan and I are back from our honeymoon!
We had an utterly fantastic time, which I will attempt to describe in detail once I make a picture post. I wouldn't want to bore you all with a pictureless narration!
However, I will tell you about yesterday, because it was awful and there are no pictures.
The short version is that we spent 10 hours at the airport as we were beset by one difficulty after another. The one bright side of this experience is that we met the scariest man we've ever seen in our lives. He worked at the Italian restaurant in the food court. He had short black hair and tanned skin, and was probably in his late 30's. He had a large scar on the left side of his face, starting at the corner of his mouth and travelling in a straight line back toward his ear. I couldn't think of any reason to have a surgical scar in such a place, so as far as I could tell, it was probably the result of a knife fight. He had a thick Boston accent, but not in the funny Fargo kind of way. It was more like in the scary convict gangster sort of way. He also had braces, and was wearing the rubber bands connecting the top and bottom set. Normally, I would have a hard time taking a grown man with braces seriously, but when taken in context with the rest of his appearance, it was more of a Jaws from James Bond sort of deal, and it was really quite frightening. We desperately wanted to take a picture of him, but we also wanted to live.
Meanwhile, I'd been slowly getting sick for the last couple days of the cruise. I didn't feel congested, but when I got on the plane, my right ear refused to equalize. After awhile, and with the aid of a mento (or a mentos?), I got it to equalize. Unfortunately, I was not so lucky on the coming-down portion of the flight. The ear would just NOT equalize, and I did the whole hold-my-nose-and-blow thing. My left ear would go, but not the right. Finally, after I was in pain for fifteen or twenty minutes, I tried again and got it to pop. The relief was instant. And I literally mean instant, because after that instant was over, it started to hurt again, and it hurt for the rest of the night. Thankfully it seems to have corrected itself while I was sleeping last night, but still. Meh.
So today I woke up with really swollen tonsils. Or at least, I'm assuming they're my tonsils that are swollen. They're not swollen in the oh-my-god-i-can't-even-function-as-a-normal-human-being kind of way, but they're just... swollen. It hurts when I swallow, but tolerably so. It's more just uncomfortable to have big swollen things in your throat, getting in the way when you eat, drink and talk. I can't really talk above a whisper, because if I do, my throat protests angrily.
This means that I get to sit around and take it easy, today. It was impossible to sleep in, because it hurt too much, and I anticipate that it will be likewise difficult to get to sleep tonight. Sigh.
However, as I said, the honeymoon was absolutely fantastic, and there will be many, many, many pictures to come. ^^
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