My engagement story!

Beautiful, amazing, wonderful! August 31, 2010 approx. 11pm, the night I said ‘yes’ to the man of my dreams!

The day started with Mk feeling quite sick because he came off sick from ‘space mountain’ at Disneyland Paris…he pushed through and we headed off to the Eiffel tower! Of course up to now everything we’ve done and every where we’ve gone on the trip I was a nervous wreak just waiting for the proposal to happen (side note; I found the ring the day after he arrived in England but I was good and didn’t look at it but knew that he was carrying it around!) And every girl before hand was telling me “he’s going to propose under the Eiffel tower!” so when we spent the couple of hours there and he didn’t, I was actually a little ok with that (I didn’t want the cliché romantic…) so I really wanted some pictures of us in front of the tower but he kept saying, “oh we can come back later” but I convinced him to take some, so we headed off down a very long bridge across the street from the tower….lots of bumps in the road J I was getting hungry and we were both tired so I didn’t have very much patience while Mk set up the tri-pod. We had a bit of a tiff and decided to work through it. Michael decided to tell me he had a surprise for me that night… A DINNER CRUISE!

We explored Paris a bit more (Notre dame) had a fun picnic with cheese, bread, and juice. We also had a stop at the post office to mail some postcards and good thing too cause they helped us figure out where to go for the cruise!

When we arrive, I totally thought this was the night but of course was not sure. We had the BEST table on the boat! We enjoyed the night so much. The food was excellent but what was weird for me; Michael seemed “normal” the whole night so I was starting to think maybe it wasn’t “the” night…BUT, then we went up to the roof to enjoy the view before the cruise was over. He asked if we should take a picture and I said sure; so he asked a girl to take them (and little did I know, that he told her to keep shooting cause he’s gonna propose) So Michael walked over to me and said “ one more thing, I love you, Rebecca Rosemary Jones, Will you marry me?!” and then he got down on one knee, but didn’t get to really enjoy that as I fell down with him instantly! I couldn’t stop saying Yes and oh my gosh, I was totally out of breathe because I was kind of shocked! “Did he really just say I love you AND propose to me?!” He did, on a boat, in Paris! We were so incredibly happy and excited! People clapped around us and the girl that took our picture was so excited! I got to call mum and Robyn for like 5 mins and then used all my credit up…but at least we got to share a little bit!

We went inside so I could finally get a good look at my ring and man, am I impressed! It was such a strange and wonderful feeling knowing that I went upstairs a girlfriend and came down a fiancée! We couldn’t believe it just happen to us really!

We left the boat and just made the last train back to our hotel…we had to make a change and some how got a train that wasn’t even suppose to be there! We thanked God for that definitely!

Well, we got to our hotel thinking we’d be able to book a taxis for the morning (cause we had to be at the airport at 5am!) apparently that is “Impossible!” (spoken in a French accent) we were shocked….how can this be? Well, you’re suppose to book a taxis 24hrs in advance (we had learned earlier in the day that the trains didn’t run early enough for us but didn’t think it would be a problem to book a taxis later) um so I started to get a little tense with the guy (by this time it’s about 1:30am!) as we asked what we could do and he didn’t suggest anything. Michael thanked him for his “help” and then took us to our room where we started to try and figure out what we could do. We prayed and asked God to please work in this some how because we were lost and didn’t know what to do! After checking to see if we could change our flights and knowing this would be too expensive and looking for some more options…Michael decided….we would WALK to the airport! Yup, that’s right, walk. So at 2:30 am we set off to walk the 18miles to the airport. We thought to get print a map but didn’t think about changing it to English! We got to our metro stop and then with in 20 minutes were lost! So we headed back to our hotel but we got stopped by the police. After explaining to them what we were doing (and them telling us we were in a very dangerous area!) they got out of their car and told us to put our stuff in the trunk and get it! I had to sit on Michael’s lap and we were squashed in the back seat with 2 other policemen! They shot off and at every red light flashed their lights so it would change and we’d go through. They stopped at the bus station (no buses) and dropped off 2 of the cops. They just kept telling us they were taking us to the police station. Well before we knew it we were speeding down the freeway with flashing lights and siren, everyone getting out of our way (pulling over a taxi!) and we were at the airport. We just sat and couldn’t believe what just happen to us! We arrived in Rome, took a nap, woke up feeling terrible but made it to the city and saw a few sites, ended up at a wonderful café, met a couple from America who ended up also being believers. They prayed for us and paid for our meal! That was definitely a blessing after the 48 hrs we had. So, that’s our story and we feel blessed that it’s ours. I love you Michael David Kridner!