I haven’t had a week off work or a holiday in two years. YES, TWO WHOLE YEARS. I know, how tragic am I. But seriously, you can imagine how excited I was to jet off to Paphos in Cyprus with my best friend to watch our beautiful friend get married.
First stop was Manchester airport where we did that typical British thing and got a cider, loads of food and checked in on Facebook! I had a burger and chips, and Katie had ham, egg and chips. We definitely could have made do with a nice wrap or sandwich, but it’s all part of the fun isn’t it!
About 10 Fox’s hard boiled sweets later and the plane finally took off; it was a long journey and we arrived at our hotel about 10pm. Obviously we dumped our bags and headed out in search of the ‘strip’. We found it pretty easily, and told ourselves four hours and about six cocktails later that we were just sussing the area out in preparation for the hen party the next night…
Now, as maid of honour, I’d been tasked with coming up with an amazing hen party! I’d already booked the restaurant and been in touch with a wonderful lady called Nancy who was a pro at this type of thing; she made every effort to make sure things ran smoothly. Katie and I visited her on the day of the hen do, to drop decorations etc off, and left her to set up.
We arrived to a beautiful table all made up, chair covers draped effortlessly on each of the 22 chairs and a general hen party feel to the restaurant – it was perfect. The fun, games, food and DRINK got underway and it was a fab night! The Greek dancers after the meal were certainly a good shout, and of course I got dragged up numerous times. I had a pretty embarrassing episode – in short, I was tricked into thinking I had about 10 glasses of water on my head, when it turns out I only had one!!! I swear it felt heavier each time. Cringe.
The next day was followed with a stonking hangover and then it was D-day – time for the wedding of the year.
I arrived for hair, makeup and all that jazz just before lunch; everyone seemed VERY calm, too calm – that was until Charlotte put on her dress and the photographer came in the room to take the photos. Special mention to Charlotte here who looked absolutely beaut; she made the perfect bride.
The whole day was just magical, and everything ran so smoothly. The speeches, the open top bus tour of Paphos, the food, the photography, just everything. I had a blip at the night do, as my sandals broke, so I had to bare foot it, and borrow some shoes when we all piled into ‘Flairs’ after the wedding.
The holiday became more chilled after this. I’d love to say I spent hours lounging in the sun, topping up my tan, but we all know for this redhead that wasn’t the case!!
It was a fabulous holiday with great people, and it made me realise that no one should leave it two years without having a week off work. I feel so refreshed and ready to get stuck back into ‘life’!