Our wedding was Sept. 22 of that year. A whole bunch of our friends ended up not making it...my maid of honor was too scared to fly, my BIL's then girlfriend was, too, and because she has a mental illness that is triggered by stress, neither of them came to the wedding. An Aunt and Uncle of my husband's had wanted to surprise us by coming to the wedding, but international flights were still closed when their flight was to leave so they had to go on a waiting list for when flights opened back up and no flight came available for them, so they missed it. Hubby's parents were LUCKY....flights opened the day they had tickets for, so they were lucky enough to make it....the flight crew even gave them a bottle of champagne for us when they heard why they were going to the US. We honeymooned in Disney and it was EMPTY. We got the bride and groom ears, so we got extras and things, but we never had to wait for a single ride except It's a Small World, and only because they wanted to give us our own boat. We stayed at a West Gate resort my maid of honor had a time share for...her wedding gift to us, and the whole resort was completely dead. We'd go to the hot tub at night when we left the parks and there was only one night when there was a Scottish family there...the rest of the time, we were the only ones. No one wants to travel after something like that happens. It's probably the safest time to travel because they crack down so much on security everywhere, but it is kind of a surreal feeling....like you should be in mourning and instead you're flying cross country to go to the Happiest Place on Earth.
xoxo
