A Redemption Honeymoon

I'm interrupting recaps to talk a bit about the concept of a "redemption honeymoon".  Because the husband and I are currently on one.  Because our first honeymoon blew harder than releasing a trapped fart.

Hour 9 waiting for our flight at the Mexico City airport.  I was beyond exhausted and annoyed.

It sucked. Like, "I can't believe this is actually happening" kinda sucked. Let's just say it would have been much better had it not rained everyday, had it not been jungle-style, can't-dry-my-hair humid, had our condo had working electricity, had our airline not lied to us and made us wait in the Mexico City Airport for 9 hours on our way there, and had we not gotten flu/virus/nasty sick for two weeks after our honeymoon,we would have had a much, much better time.

Mike filling out 6 pages worth of complaints.

This woman made me cry.

Me about to shoot myself.

Everything was great between Mike and I.  We were able to make the best of it.  Certain times were more difficult than others. Namely, getting the electricity turned back on.  Mike had to take a taxi to Puerto Vallarta's La Officina de la electricidad to get it turned back on. Thankfully his high school Spanish was good enough to actually communicate that we had been without electricity for 5 days. Hooray for small victories.  I won't go into every single detail, but here is a small example of what other couples experience on their honeymoon's in comparison to what we experienced.

You: "We lounged on a private beach all day and sipped delicious tropical drinks while we rubbed each other down with sun tan oil."
Us: "We stood on a wet sand beach being pelted with pouring rain while we sipped watered down cans of Sol we just bought at the gas station."

I know. Boohoo on us. 

There were good times. Like the night it was clear enough to have a nice dinner outside:

And then we got really drunk and went dancing. That was fun. But I think we were looking forward to having relaxation fun, rather than college bar hopping fun.

Oh, and how could I forget the other great part of the trip: the time we got to leave!

We had to walk out on the tarmac in the rain. But hey, at least we got the Disney plane!

We said goodbye to Puerto Vallarta and said hello to the emergency room back home in Los Angeles. Basically what happened is I got a 104 degree fever the day after we got back from PV. We went to the ER. I had to get some painful tests. Thankfully I was OK. But I was flu sick for two weeks. And Mike got sick a couple days after me. At this point we are thinking, "Seriously? When are we going to get to relax!?!?!"  And we didn't get to.  Mike started teaching at a new school.  I was finishing up the fifth season of Psych. Then Mike broke his arm. And we've thus gotten a much slower start on the actual life stuff I wanted to get done after the wedding.

Oh well, right?  Yes, oh well is right because Mike and I decided that since we've been through some shit since the wedding and had a shit honeymoon... we're taking a second honeymoon. A redemption honeymoon. We found a great deal on a hotel in Lake Tahoe from the discount travel site Jetsetter.

I'm going to snowboard for the first time. We're going to an MC Hammer concert at Harrah's (I KNOW). And every night will be spent sipping wine in a hot tub at our eco friendly hotel (we only paid $55 a night for!). YAY!

What do you guys think of a "redemption honeymoon"? Have you taken one?