After our wedding, Austin and I spent two amazing weeks together galavanting around making once-in-a-lifetime kind of memories. He whisked me away to Yosemite (a complete surprise) and then we attended our first (but most certainly not our last) Star Wars Celebration. It was a marvelous time where we ate the best beignets ever and went hiking and popped balloons and ignored our phones and played with legos and kissed in the Millennium Falcon and I skipped rocks for the very first time.
The day after the wedding, we hit the road for the six-hour drive to Yosemite. The scenery was gorgeous and, since it was the off-season, we pretty much had the place to ourselves. Most shops and trails were closed, but we frequented one tiny diner that was open and got a bit of hiking in around the lake.
So. Many. Balloons.
We stayed at The Heidelberg Inn by June Lake. Everything was so empty and quiet and it was the perfect spot to unwind after the wedding. This resort has been around since 1928 and the lobby was decorated with the classy black and white photos of all the old-time movie stars who had visited over the years. The photos complimented the giant stuffed California Grizzly Bear nicely.
It was four days of movie-watching and book-reading and card-playing and popcorn-making and visiting the only open diner around. There wasn’t any decent coffee so we sorely missed that, but, otherwise, it was absolutely perfect.
Oh. and we were mobbed by ducks.
The days we spent at June Lake were quiet and relaxing and beautiful. Exactly what we needed before we headed to the crowded craziness of Anaheim for the second part of our honeymoon.
The Star Wars Celebration VII was incredible. Even though it was loud and busy and we went from seeing no people to being crammed in a room with thousands of people, we loved it. Most of our time was spent wandering around the halls and looking at all the cosplay. We made it to most of the panels we had wanted to see too, so, all in all, it was a complete success.
Daily Lego-building. YES.
On our last night, we got to hear James Arnold Taylor and Mark Hamill and it was the absolute best way to finish off the weekend.
It was time to leave California and start our trek to Illinois. It was time leave my old home and head to our new one.
The days after were early mornings and late nights and too much coffee and pushing as hard as we could to get home. The country flew past in a blur. Even though our honeymoon had been completely wonderful, we were ready to get back to the real world and settle in to the day-to-day married life that we were both looking forward to so much.by