HONEYMOON FROM HELL..

Omen (o`men) 1. Anything perceived or happening that is regarded as portending good or evil or giving some indication as to the future; a prophetic sign.

Having defined ‘Omen’, I believe I have the perfect example. I know of this couple that had the “honeymoon from hell”. If there was ever an ‘omen’, this was one.
This couple met in Naples, Italy. It was truly love at first sight. At least for him. Perhaps for her, too. There was about a year of courtship, if you could call it that. And mostly, it was a great year. At any rate, there was a parting for nearly a year due to previous obligations on his part. He promised to return and would marry her. There was a tear-jerking departure, of course, at the pier. Perhaps even doubts whether he would truly return but not likely at that moment, however. True love would not be denied.
Almost to the year and almost 300 plus letters later, lo and behold, he returned. The wedding was set. It was a simple in home-wedding. He returned with very little money and very little baggage as it was to be a quick marriage and return trip which forced him to borrow a suit from her brother. The honeymoon, it was planned, would be a boat trip to Palermo, Sicily from Naples, Italy to visit her friend and her friend’s fiancé.
There were other nagging problems, such as her having met someone else during his absence which wasn’t quite ended before the wedding and unfortunately, not after the wedding, either. But that is another story. This is about the honeymoon.
They left this small ‘village’ by horse and carriage and eventually by a taxi and arriving at a forgotten hotel in Naples. They had planned the trip to Palermo for the next morning. During the night there was something, somehow that plugged the sink in the adjoining bathroom. Consequently, the floor was flooded in the night as were some of their belongings. Getting thru this was not easy but they did.
Eventually they arrived in time to board the ferry. The trip wasn’t really that lengthy. Perhaps 3 to 4 hours but during that time she succumbed to sea sickness, or something similar, causing her to lose it several times over the edge of the boat. They eventually arrived in Palermo and were met by her friend and fiancé. The rest of the evening was sort of foggy but went something like this. Upon exiting the friends car, the groom caught the ‘borrowed’ suit pocket on the door handle and nearly ripped the pocket off. After pinning it up with safety pins while trying to regain some dignity he tripped on a curb spraining his ankle fairly severe causing him to limp for the rest of the evening. He could not even recall the rest of the trip due to the drinks it took to ease the pain. I’m sure it was not pretty. He labeled that ‘blissful’ two days as the “Honeymoon from Hell”, aptly so! The marriage went downhill from there. Lets just say ‘it takes two to tango’ and neither of them could dance. End of story.