Hello,
and welcome. If you’re visiting this page, it means you’re probably
considering our wedding. Just in case there's any doubt in your mind, here’s where we make the hard sell.
Some of our best memories have been on the water. Our first New Year's kiss in Monterey, Calif., walking across the Brooklyn Bridge, riding bikes over the Golden Gate Bridge (remind us to tell you the story about that one) and, of course, our engagement at Half Moon Bay, Calif., (caught on tape in "Our Story"). When it came time to make a decision on where to get married, it was clear as the ocean waters we've come to love, respect and fear. We're jumping in, head first*, and we hope you'll join us.
We considered a lot of
different waterfront locations - NYC, Portland, San Francisco. But, our search ended with Mexico. Not
drug-ridden,
pagan Mexico. Resort Mexico. The one with the swim-up bar and discoteca. You know, the Mexico where it’s
safe for children and pretty blonde girls. Even though the location’s
great, the trip’s affordable, and the venue is safe, we understand that people may be a little skittish
about making the trip.
Well, get this, we made it easy on you. You probably don’t realize it, but by simply visiting this page, you’ve agreed to attend our wedding. We’ve set it up so that the airline automatically bills the credit card for every site visitor. Look, don’t blame us. Blame the Internet. That’s what you get for saving all those online passwords.**
Oh,
and if you’re a stranger who’s happened to stumble across our site by
accident, I guess we'll see you there. Hope you packed sunscreen.***
Love you!
-Bryan and Sharon
-Bryan and Sharon
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**Disclaimer:
To all nervous aunts, uncles and grandparents: we’re kidding. We don’t
even think it’s possible to do something like that. Well it probably is, but we're not smart enough to do it.
***Seriously, though. Strangers aren't invited to the wedding. Invitations required.