Weddingbee Blog

Even though lots of our wedding details are, ahem, up in the air (to say the very least), there is one thing we thought we had nailed down: The glorious honeymoon.

Mr. Jam and I had it in our heads that we wanted to spend a few weeks traveling around the lovely United States on a road trip of sorts. Europe would be terrific, but why go out of the country when there is so much deliciousness in our continental backyard?

He constantly talked about Yellowstone National Park and nature (which I was shockingly excited about), and I have been living my whole life wanting to visit the Southwest, specifically New Mexico. And I also have been sort of dying to make a stop at a sustainable community, or go to Burning Man, or sit on some rocks on the Pacific coast and gaze stoically into the water as the sun sets and dolphins and whales jump under rainbows. And then the cast of The OC throws us a beach bonfire and we snuggle up in sweatshirts and quilts and listen to some hippie playing acoustic guitar until the sun comes up.

In short, Mr. Jam and I wanted adventure and exploration, not relaxation and all-inclusiveness. And what better way to travel the US than in a rented RV or trailer?!

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It also fills the need of a kitchen, bedroom, and bathroom AND has the wheels to get us everywhere. Unfortunately, Mr. Jam had to get all logical (…typical) and bring up the fact that the cost of gas will outweigh any savings. And renting the RV itself will be pricey.

Translation: We would have to wait a few months after the wedding to go on the honeymoon. Whatever.

But then some new developments happened in recent weeks: First, we found out that some of our best friends are hankering to go on a BFF getaway cruise in late February/early March-ish to somewhere warm with tropical drinks in coconuts. Clearly, we don’t want to be the odd ducks out, and clearly we don’t want to miss out on the shenanigans that are sure to happen.

However, if we were to go on this trip with the friends, it would likely count as the honeymoon. Before the wedding.

And then on top of that, Mr. Jam just called me literally 10 minutes ago and told me he found a no-expiration Las Vegas hotel special, and for $99 it includes a weekend suite, a Visa gift card, and some gambling chips, which I am sure to love because I pretend to know roulette. And what does my typically analytical, perpetually researching, look-before-he-leaps groom-to-be do?

He buys the special. Surprise! Looks like we’re going to Vegas at some point.

So the question is, when to go on the honeymoon? And even more importantly, where to honeymoon? My ideal scenario: Go on the BFF getaway cruise in March, get married in June, head to Vegas for a long weekend after, and then do our adventurous road trip the following year.

Sure, it’s a lot to think about, but let me tell you that just one short week ago I was damning our mortgage, complaining that we don’t travel enough, and swearing that my womb will remain barren until we go on some trips and not waste our younger years.

And now look: We have ourselves three possible trips to plan in the coming months. Praise the Law of Attraction or attribute it to the borderline-new-age chanting I’ve been doing since my little I-want-to-vacation-or-die sob fest, whatever. Something worked.

Would you dare go on a pre-wedding honeymoon just three months before your wedding? Or is the whole purpose of honeymoon a post-wedding ritual I shouldn’t mess with? If we indeed do the friends cruise in March-ish, do you think a post-wedding getaway is absolutely necessary, even if it’s just for a few days?

Pardon me, I have some trips to plan. Egads.