If you ask Him when our wedding day is, he’ll tell you “Labor Day!”  with such confidence and enthusiasm you almost accept it as fact…until your brain remembers that Labor Day in fact changes every single year and is on a Monday in September.   Considering we got married on a beautiful August Saturday, the facts don’t line up.  But, it did happen to be Labor Day weekend, on a year where it fell at the very start of September, so fittingly we wanted to begin our grand adventure on that same weekend…until we talked to Delta.

Our primary flights are booked 100% using Delta Skymiles, and because of that we recognized we had to allow a lot of flexibility in our travel dates and locations.  This meant that the last long weekend of the summer was not chockfull of award ticket seats.  Thankfully, due to the funny way the calendar worked out, leaving the week before Labor Day actually allowed us to leave right after our real anniversary!  I call it fate.  He calls it confusing and will celebrate our anniversary accordingly the following Monday as I’m sure he plans to do for the rest of our life.  (And I have no problem with this because I know that means a guaranteed anniversary trip EVERY year…plus flowers when he remembers he has the date wrong. Win-Win.)

Our return flight was also decided based on Delta’s whims…but in another twist of fate, we are returning to the grand US of A on Thanksgiving Day.   We’ll stagger off our 14 hour flight from Asia straight to my parents’ house for normal food, American football, and lots and lots of free time to sleep off the jet lag.  What more could we ask for here?