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our getaway - part one, the best part


on the road



This week Jonathan and I had the chance to go on a vacation together, for the first time ever. Don't get me wrong, we spend all of our time together, we have been camping and on beach trips with family and friends. But we have never went on a trip all by ourselves, and it was long overdue- we've known each other nearly seven years now! We were blessed with a coupon for two free nights at the Massanutten Resort near Harrisonburg, VA, which is the only reason we were able to go on such a trip. It is a very nice four season resort, with an indoor and outdoor water park, lots of golf, go karts, mini golf, three pools and fitness centers, arcades, restaurants, shops, water sports in the summer, like kayaking and tubing, and snow sports in the winter, with several ski slopes. The timing was not amazing for most of these things, being right in between seasons, but it was perfect for us, because the place was abandoned. We had an amazing room on the second floor of a hotel at the very top of the mountain. The view from the balcony was just breathtaking.

the view from our balcony (one side of it, the rest is beautiful too but I seem to be missing pictures. hmph.)

The first night we had dinner at an upscale restaurant on the resort called Fareways, and before we even had our food Jonathan came around the table towards me, got down on his knee, pulled out a tiny blue tardis, opened it up to show me the gorgeous diamond ring inside, and asked me to marry him. 

It was beautiful, and perfect in every way.

"for the girl who waited"    you're so amazing sweetheart. so amazing.

it's perfect.

 More vacation photos to come soon!

Until next time,
  
Angela Kelly
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