CHARLESTON, W.Va. -- We've explored lots of journeys in this column over the past few years. And, on different occasions, we've pondered the question, "Is the journey more important than the destination?"
Ordinarily, I'd say "yes." However, this past weekend proved otherwise.
Although it wasn't on my bucket list, I can now cross off the experience of a destination wedding. And sum it up in one word: Whew! My husband, John, and I just returned from Ocean Isle Beach, N.C., where we celebrated the wedding of our niece Jacqueline.
I guess it's like the evolution of the prom. They sure do it differently these days. It's gonna take awhile to recover.
From the time we arrived on Thursday evening till the nuptials on Sunday evening, it was practically nonstop. An outdoor concert and welcoming cookout kicked off the festivities. The next morning ushered in a golf tournament followed by a "tailgate" luncheon on the beach, complete with volleyball and cornhole games.
Next there was a photo session on the beach, lingerie shower, rehearsal dinner and dessert party. A "waffle bar" brunch greeted us the next morning, followed by private shopping (and mimosas) at The Island Breeze boutique. More photos and a bridesmaid luncheon were in store for some, while the rest of us got a break.
Oh -- and then there was the wedding (except we were pretty exhausted by that time!). The weather cooperated for the outdoor ceremony -- and held up for dinner and dancing into the night -- until the happy couple departed through a sea of sparklers onto a golf cart that swept them away.
Jacqueline and her groom, Tyler, are now off on their honeymoon. I suspect, though, that we'll all be doing the same thing for the foreseeable future -- sleeping!