This tale comes to you from our Honeymoon. It is an experience Mat and I swore we wouldn't talk about for years...but here we are. With his permission I tell this story of bravery and humiliation. Consider yourself warned that the following (as shown in the title) contains material not for the weak of stomach.
This was very near the end of our honeymoon. We had eaten a lot of great food, played hard in the sun all the while having really bad colds. Perhaps we had overdone it...
On this night after a day of Sea World we headed to downtown San Diego. I was grumpy and argued I didn't want to find someplace downtown but Mat promised I would like it. We found this great little Italian place. I don't remember what it was called, but I took lots of pictures. It was a very nice environment and very reasonably priced. They brought out a little basket of assorted breads, I loved them. We ordered spinach and cheese ravioli in Alfredo sauce
and it had peppers and pine nuts in the sauce. We shared a plate of it on account we had been eating so much and didn't want to totally stuff ourselves for dinner. IT was very very good. We gobbled it all up and were on our way. In the car on the way home just as we were getting ready to switch freeway's Mat coughed....and then started throwing up. There was no way to pull of the highway so like an expert he managed to continue to drive. It just kept coming and coming. I was horrified, worried about him and laughing all at the same time. During the whole ordeal he managed to make our freeway switch and pull off the road. Luckily we had left one of the suitcases in the trunk and got things pretty cleaned up. The side of the road clean up was like something from a nightmare, we were both heaving and Mat even threw up more and we left all items caught in the fire were left behind on the side of the road. All it all it was a hilarious. Mat was so embarrassed. I tried to make him see the bright side, like no matter what happened from here on out throwing up all over yourself on your honeymoon can't be topped, so it was only up from there. Really its true. The best part was that we were in a rental car. Mat took great lengths to clean it the best he
could. We drove from San Diego to Vegas the next day and I made seat covers out of plastic bags and towels and once in awhile smell would float up
so to prevent ever smelling it I put my mint lip gloss
in my nose holes so that was all I would smell. We dropped off the car and felt very accomplished that they passed it off without requiring further cleaning fee as was our goal. It was a great unforgettable experience. The biggest downfall is that I would give the food 5 stars, but I could never eat that meal again because of the lingering mental images.....I've just been able to see the pictures again.
