The Key(s) To Successful Honeymoon

Like the rest of our life, our wedding and honeymoon was not even close to "normal".  As I have mentioned, I quit my job in San Angelo on Saturday, married in Brownwood on Sunday, honeymoon on Monday, and new job in Round Rock on Tuesday.  This post is about the wedding night at the Hyatt in Austin on Sunday night and what came out of it.  Hey now! It's a clean post.  

What Really Happened 

Although we were only staying one night, my mom apparently went to great lengths to set us up in the honeymoon suite at the Hyatt Regency in Austin.  I had stayed at the Hyatt on Riverside & Congress, right on Town Lake, and it was a special place for us. 

When we checked in, we were handed the key and the front desk clerk said congratulations on the marriage since we had the honeymoon suite.  We knew were in the right place.  When we got to the room, we noticed something a little strange.  It was a relatively small room with only a bed and maybe a dresser or something.  Not much to it.  Nancy and I didn't really care and had a nice night.  

Then about 6:30 AM, we both kind of jumped out of bed when we noticed the cleaning lady was in the room vacuuming the carpet.  I guess she didn't even see us or realize the room was occupied.  She soon realized her mistake and apologized the best she could.  

Nancy and I had plans on spending our "honey moon day" in San Antonio anyway, so we just got up and hit the road for San Antonio.  San Antonio has always been another special place for Nancy and I.  Especially the margarita's at Ole Casa on the river walk.  

What Should Have Happened 

The following week we were getting caught up with my mom and she asked how the room was at the Hyatt.   Nancy and I laughed and told her it was nice and how appreciative we were but it was small and our wake up call was the maid and her vacuum.  This really made my mom mad.  When my mom gets mad, it normally means that somebody is going to get a letter.   

Turns out that we should have gotten a very large suite that consisted of multiple rooms, champaign and flowers and candies all set up that night, and a nice breakfast served in our room at our desired time the next morning.  All that sounded good but was not even close to what had happened. 

My mom did write a letter to somebody at the top of Hyatt command chain to let them know they ruined my wedding night.  This definitely caught the attention of somebody at Hyatt because we promptly received a phone call from a high ranking person who could not apologize enough.  He offered us the same suite with correct room this time any weekend of the year of our choice.  

What We Did With Our 2nd Chance

July 4th was quickly coming up and that is a really big deal in Austin and the Hyatt.  Fireworks always shot over Town Lake downtown and the Hyatt used to be the hub of the party.  They also had a concert series going on those days over the 4th of July.   Stevie Ray Vaughn, Jerry Jeff Walker, Joe Ely, and other great Austin singers always put on great shows on stages up and down Town Lake. 

We then requested the 4th of July as our "free weekend".  I realize this was not the weekend he was hoping for, but he honored it.  Checking in was funny because they gave us the same strange key and we just looked at each other.  Then she said the magic words, "Here are your other keys".  Ahhhh the other keys.  Never got those before. 

We then had a huge party at the Hyatt with a lot of friends.  Turns out we had the same bedroom but they had failed to give us the keys to the other two adjoining rooms that contained the living areas.  The Hyatt served us great champaign and candies and other stuff.  We had people coming and going from the various music stages. One of the bands playing was the Beach Boys.  Since they were closest to the Hyatt, we found an open gate near the back of the stage and went on in.  As soon as we got there, they started launching fireworks right over our heads. We laid down on the grass since this was apparently an "off limits area".  It was awesome!  Lying on the grass with huge fireworks over our head and Beach Boys blasting away.  It was seriously a better use of the entire suite than our honeymoon night - which was fine. 

Moral of this Post

No real point other than it is a very fond memory and great example of how to make something out of nothing as long as you write a letter.