Our honeymoon was always going to be about compromise as you may recall from ‘the bushcrafter’s honeymoon’.
I love water and heights, always have. My ideas for the two weeks included both of these;
Venice – the city on the water
A hot air balloon flight
Plitvice national park and Krka national park
Natural thermal spa
A water park
Swimming in the sea on Krk island
Adam is a lover of mountains, forests and bushcraft so his plans included;
Via Ferrata in the Dolomites
Hikes up mountains in both Croatia and Italy
Walks in meadows and forests looking at plants and trees!!
Each evening on our honeymoon we would look through any photos we had captured that day and it became really apparent from the pictures who was enjoying which activities!
Adam with his arms folded and looking distracted on a water ride compared to me absolutely loving it!
Me sunbathing and loving the sunny weather and water at the thermal spa. Flint in the distance napping in the shade!
Me enjoying some gelato in the sun, Adam desperate to climb something!
Adam splitting wood and me drinking wine watching our food cook!
Adam legging it down hill like a mountain goat and me very ungracefully slipping and tripping over each rock and being described by my loving husband as a constipated penguin due to the way I walk!
Like I’ve said before, it’s all about compromise 🙂 x
Now you know about our little link to Otzi you will understand why I was more than happy to accommodate the romantic rendezvous to Bolzano Museum of Archaeology.
Adam was so blooming excited, I swear he dressed smarter for Otzi than for me on our evening meals out! He has been aware of Otzi since about 2003 whilst studying in the Lake District and always wanted to visit.
Friday 24th June 2016 was the day Flint would finally meet Otzi!
He almost ran up those stairs!
I didn’t expect to enjoy it as much as I did but it was really cool. I found myself understanding a lot about what I was seeing because there were so many crafts that I have seen (and smelled) Adam doing at home! Birch bark containers, natural cordage, bows and arrows, hides, animal furs, bone and flint arrows – loads.
You aren’t allowed to take photos inside apart from delegated areas like this one of Otzi as they believe he would have looked back then.
I had a go at cordage making in the kid’s area but I was rubbish! Look at my pretty wedding nails though 🙂
I find it amazing that this man died (well he was murdered actually) up in the mountains about 5,600 years ago and had no idea that people the world over would be studying him all these years later. It’s very cool and I can see why Adam was so keen to visit the museum. There is so much knowledge to be gained from this man right down to what he ate, how he made his clothes, what his health was like etc. I had no idea you could learn so much this many years later – incredible!
So all in all, it may not have been romantic in most people’s eyes but for us as a couple it was sentimental and for Adam it was a collection of his loves and interests. He took so many notes and little drawings. The 24th of June was the day of fulfilling long standing ambitions….
On our recent honeymoon we enjoyed lots of activities, some my choice, some his and some both of ours.
One of Adam’s choices was to visit the Bolzano Museum of Archaeology and observe Otzi the ice man whose body was found preserved in the Italian Dolomites back in 1991. It may sound like an odd thing to do on a honeymoon and you can be forgiven for thinking I wouldnt want to go.
What you didn’t know is that our relationship has an odd link with Otzi from back in 2012 when Adam first visited me in my flat. It was the night of the pigeon and we were still getting to know each other.
By this point I definitely knew he was different and had unusual interests as well as loving the outdoors. I hadn’t really spent a lot of time in the mountains, Adam however coming from the Lake District lived and breathed them! Would we have enough in common?
It’s funny how lives can correlate. I had this weird morbid fascination with crime and also with mountain disasters. I’ve always read criminal non fiction and enjoy reading about murders (odd I know). In addition I have always read things like ‘into thin air’, ‘touching the void’ and ‘miracle in the Andes’ – anything non-fiction about death/danger. My mum knowing this about me had found a slightly odd book at a car boot a few years before called ‘the man in the ice’ and had given me it to read, which I had.
On this April evening there it was sat on a bookshelf in my flat amongst my other book loves, many by Jodi Piccoult. Adam was scanning the titles with a look of disappointment and boredom at what a wet flannel this girl was. Then suddenly his eyes lit up like a small child’s at Xmas or Tilly’s when she hears the fridge open.
‘Oh my god, out of all the books in the world you could have on your bookshelf I cannot believe you have this!’ He said grasping the tatty old thing with wide open eyes and a massive grin!
I think that might have been our forever moment or was it a few months later when he had me sifting wood ash for animal skins after camping in the rainy Lake District?!