So, my brand-new husband and I finally made it to the coast for our honeymoon, right? Pure bliss, or so I thought. Honestly, the whole trip turned into a total hot mess from minute one.
Day one, my stomach completely gave up on me. I spent the entire day looking like a total wreck, sprawled out on the hotel bed in a messy bun while my poor bloke was pacing around like a headless chicken. Day two: I tried to clean myself up, slapped on some fancy sunscreen, and BOOM—a massive allergic reaction. My face instantly puffed up like a cheap supermarket balloon. Absolutely iconic. But day three was the absolute messiest. We went ocean tubbing, a massive wave tossed me into the air, and as I crashed down, I managed to brutally knee myself directly in the eye. I ended up with this ridiculous, massive black eye! I had to walk around looking like a total disaster, wearing dark sunnies inside fancy dinner spots at night. Plus, I had to spend hours on FaceTime frantically convincing our horrified parents back home in London that my husband hadn't actually battered me.

🏖️ London Honeymoon Disaster: Language Notes
🏖️ Beach Safety Tip: Always do a quick patch-test on your skin before using new sunscreen at the resort, and protect your face during high-speed water sports!
Have you ever had close - same experience?