Honeymoons are funny. You dream about them your whole life but for the first few days or so we both felt like we were kids on vacation only without our parents. It took us a couple days to realize we could do whatever we wanted. This turned into late-night pizza runs, intense Bocce ball and Egyptian War tournaments, and delicious Bahamian Oombay punch for breakfast, lunch and dinner (think carbonated pineapple). We drank Bahama Mamas from coconuts, and Kevin learned how to windsurf with a bunch of Italians. I am ashamed to admit that we stayed in one day to watch a Father of the Bride marathon as well.
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