Last Sunday, the 26th, was a travel day for Burke and I.
Along with 36 others, we boarded the plane and off we went to Paradise.
Note:
I was basically so brave on the plane!
I felt Perry right next to me as we flew.
Burke was amazing. (this was his first time flying with me and everyone had warned him)
The flight was amazing.
It was "peace out" to Utah!
The Fiesta Americana is seriously Heaven.
All-inclusive is the way to go.
I'll never go on another cruise.
When departing the bus from the airport, all of the resort staff say, "Welcome home."
It felt like the most amazing welcome ever!
This.
This is the view that we had out of our room.
I just soaked it all in.
I was in awe.
I was so full of gratitude!!
Burke's entire goal was to make me happy (per usual).
We unpacked our stuff, changed into some summer clothes and went to the beach (approximately 10 yards from "home").
We ate at the resort that night.
We relaxed.
I was in Heaven.
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