One quick side note, something that we realized while we were riding over to the Grand Floridian was that we hadnt signed the marriage license yet! We called my mom and luckily they were all just unloading from the bus. A couple of the guests yelled to catch the attention of our pastor and he went into my parents room to sign it. Kris and I have an adventure later that night getting it signed by our witnesses, so stay tuned for that update.
Okay, back to the regular trip report~
After walking around the side of the Grand Floridian with Randy and arrived where our wedding party was waiting we noticed something was missing
. the bus wasnt back yet. We waited around for a few minutes and Randy took the ring shots and I had him take a few of these pictures of our flowergirl.
Here I am fixing her butterflies on her shoes:
Finally, after about 10 minutes we started wondering where the bus had gone. My MOH volunteered to go talk to someone at the bellhop, so I said that was fine even though I knew I could handle things on my own. Randy said his good-byes around this time since it seemed like we had things under control and said that he would see us later that night. Her eis my maid of honor as she headed off.
I decided to call Marion too because I felt ridiculous sitting around waiting in front of the Grand Floridian, plus we still had to move all of our stuff from POR to the Grand Floridian, so Kris and I could check in for the night before the dessert party. I got Marion on her cellphone right away and she said that she would call to check on the bus. My maid of honor came back out around this time and said that they had no idea about the bus, but she said that she would go check with the guest services desk to see what they could do.
Here are some shots of us waiting around; my camera was on the bus so I took the shots with my camera phone.
Around this time, Marion called back and said that the bus driver had gone down to the Polynesian since we had mentioned that we might end up on their beach depending on if we ran into another wedding party (ignoring that we had agreed to still meet at the Grand Floridian when we were done.) I asked if we needed to walk down there and she said no that the bus would arrive shortly. I sent one of the groomsmen to get my maid of honor and she came back out telling me that she was trying to take care of the situation; I explained to her that the wedding coordinator had things under control and the bus was on its way.
Here we are hanging out waiting for the ride:
Needless to say a few minutes later the bus pulled up in front of the hotel. The driver wasnt too happy, but I figured it didnt matter since he only half listened to us in the first place. The entire ordeal lasted almost 45 minutes which seemed like an eternity! We finally arrived at POR a little after 3 p.m. Most everyone was going to take a nap and several of us had to get our bags that had been moved that morning when we had to check out of our rooms. We were dropped off at the front entrance and we started heading back to the room not before I took several pictures of the bus for the scrapbook and this report!
Around this time, my matron of honors husband pulled up around front in the convertible he had picked up the day before. He offered to give me a ride over to the room, so I wouldnt have to drag my dress along. As he was driving me over he joked how people might think that we had gotten married that day.
We piled into my one bridesmaids room since most of our things (me and two of the other girls) had been piled in her room since we had to check out that morning and our room was right next store to hers. Kris headed off with his best man to retrieve his bags or so I thought at this point. After about 15 minutes I was getting a little perturbed, after only a few hours of being married I had already been ditched. My bridesmaid and her husband were already changed because they were heading to Epcot for the afternoon. She was taking her dress in a bag that she was going to put in a locker and then she would change back into it right before the dessert party. I tried to call Kris on his phone, but no answer. We were all joking about it, but it was still a little upsetting.
It turned out that he was actually picking up my gift that he had accidentally forgotten back in Ohio . One of his friends that he was staying with had gone through his stuff for him and packed it up and UPSed it over night on Saturday, so he would have it for the wedding. It arrived the same day as the wedding, so it was perfect timing. This will come up again at the dessert party when he gives me the gift. After about 20 minutes he finally made an appearance and we headed off to my parents room to grab the rest of our things. We loaded up the rental car and were off to the Grand Flordian!
for you!
. My dad and my nephew --husbands side---died on the same day. One death is so hard but 2 on same day
The gerbera daisies are hard to replicate in silk but I truly love my silk replica. I will be showing it later in my TR 
it was one of the best expenses from the wedding!
