Newlyweds Share Their Honeymoon Travel Disasters

A honeymoon is supposed to be something beautiful and magical. Couples spend months saving up and planning their big holiday together. But, unfortunately, sometimes, things go terribly wrong, leaving newlyweds in a difficult position.

From silly fights to criminal offenses, these honeymoon travel disasters will leave you speechless!

We stayed at a bed & breakfast in an old mansion that had really old smells going - like a century's worth of dust to it. Almost broke our necks taking showers in the claw tub (don't do this!). We're were last to come to breakfast, so the chef dumped everything left over into our omelets...Veggies - okay, bacon - maybe, fruit - no. The only lock on the place was the front door.

The only way I would consider going to one of these places again is maybe if it were supposedly haunted... maybe... The town it's in has a reputation for BBQ, German food, and antiques...It turned out to be another tourist trap. [deleted]

We got one night in the hotel before I had to take my husband to the hospital for a kidney stone. He had to stay overnight and had surgery the next day.

The nurses joked about him taking the “sickness and in health” thing way too seriously.

My husband's grandparents own a beach house and offered to let us honeymoon there. I assumed they'd be staying at one of their other 4 homes. Nope. They stayed at the beach house. And invited the rest of the family.
Aunts, uncles, cousins, everyone. Over 20 people in a 3-bedroom beach house.

For a week. When I suggested we just go rent a motel room for the week, my husband freaked out because we might offend someone. Sure enough, when we left to merely go for a walk on the beach, multiple people flipped out because we weren't spending time with the family. That was 8 years ago. We're not divorced, but sometimes I wish we were.

We went to Vermont for two weeks in the two middle weeks in October. Turns out that nearly everything we wanted to do was closed and over by the week before, I guess once peak leaf peeing season was over. We still had a fun time.

However, I got my period day of the wedding. So I had to deal with that the first five days of the honeymoon, after which I got a UTI(thanks, body, you POS) that was massive and horrible. reddy_freddy_ 

We went to Jamaica. We stayed at an all-inclusive resort. The first day we were there, hubby ate something I did not eat. He got sick. For the entire trip. Other people got sick, too. I later learned they brought in the health officials trying to determine what made all these guests sick.

It turns out they served unripened fruit (I cannot remember the name!). They offered us a few free days if we came back. I laughed at them. They ruined our first trip out of the US. However, we met the best cab driver ever! cepheid22

My husband and I had a lovely little two-day mini-moon at an adorable B&B in Nottingham. No complaints there! My sister and BIL, on the other hand, went to Chicago, she got sick with a fever, their car broke down, and then my grandma died unexpectedly halfway through the week. The poor girl was sick, far away from anything familiar, and devastated.

They ended up going home early so they could recuperate a bit before the funeral, which was probably a good thing. Fortunately, they gave themselves a "do-over" for their first anniversary, and by all accounts, it was much better! katianye
Other than wishing it were longer, of course.

My husband booked a "cabin in the woods" in Tennessee because I have social anxiety, and we wanted privacy. We get there, and the area is more crowded than our place back home. It had a giant uncovered window about 8 feet up on the wall that the neighbor's back porch looked directly into.

We had to be careful because if you stood 3 feet from the bed, you were in plain sight of the neighbors. Then on the second day of the honeymoon, we both came down with a horrible flu and had to come home 3 days early (both still madly sick), taking turns driving the 12-hour trip home. It was another full week before we were well.

I went on my honeymoon to the Dominican Republic. On the 3rd night, we woke up to what sounded like cannons firing every 5 seconds. Looking out the window, we could see the palm trees silhouetted by the lightning-- they were completely sideways. It was hurricane Hannah, the hurricane which devastated Haiti (which is on the same island as the DR).

It rained hard for 3 days and finally cleared the morning we left the country. Also, we were on the 3rd floor of a 5-story building, yet our ceiling leaked. RESERVA42

My first wife and I never had a honeymoon at all. My second wife and I went to Hawaii and scheduled five islands in two weeks, which turned out to be a mistake because we spent at least five of our days just getting from one island/hotel to the next, leaving us not enough time to do things on a couple of the islands. We were generally too busy during the day and tired at night to do any consummating, so we didn't do that either (though we'd been living together for two years at that point, so it wasn't as bad a deal as it might otherwise have been).

Got home (opposite side of the continent) to realize that a comet had been in the sky the whole time, and we'd never even thought to go outside and look at it in the completely clear night sky over the Pacific Ocean... redweasel

Our wedding and reception were fine, but the hotel we ended up at was horrible. It turned out to be one of those places that dealers live in by the week, it smelled like mildew, smoke, and body odor, and the floor was so gross we had to go get extra towels to put down so we could take our shoes off.

We ended up watching a spelling bee on the one channel we could get until deciding to go to the casino. hardtoremember

The third night I had a panic attack because of how fast everything was changing, and I said I wanted to go home. My husband thought that was really ungrateful as he'd been looking so forward to the trip and planned a lot of it. We had a big fight, and he just drove away from the bed and breakfast, didn't tell me where he was going. It was before cell phones, so for all I knew, he'd gone home without me. He came back about two hours later with Taco Bell.

We talked everything through while he ate, and when I thought we had ironed everything out, I asked for my vegetarian burrito. He looked right at me and said, "All that's left is beef. I was so mad at you I ate yours on purpose." 20 years... [deleted]

We took a two-week cruise to the Caribbean. I'd been on a cruise before and didn't experience any seasickness, but for some reason, I ended up getting sick as a dog for the first three days we were at sea.

I essentially couldn't eat, drink, or leave the bed for that entire time, so I spent the majority of my time in a Dramamine-induced haze while my husband explored the ship on his own.

My dad and his first wife had a nice honeymoon at some fancy resort. Apparently, five years later, on their anniversary, they went back to rekindle the romance and booked the same room. They requested some raunchy VHS tapes to get them into the mood. As they popped one in, they couldn't help but feel that the room was a bit...familiar, shall we say? "Unbelievably, it was the very room they were in, albeit decorated differently.

It didn't take long for them to realize that the people on the bed were actually them, and the whole video was filmed by a hidden camera. "This is all true. There was a lawsuit; people were fired. Unfortunately for me and my trust fund, there wasn't a major payout as it was the '70s, and people weren't so litigious. OinkOinkthenMoo

We went on a cruise for our honeymoon (we got married in December and only had about $1,000 for a honeymoon, so that seemed the best choice, even though we knew we weren't really 'cruise people'). The only thing we were really super excited about on the cruise was an excursion to a nature park that I had been to before, which is one of my favorite places on the planet. I woke up the night before the excursion and felt completely terrible. By the morning, I had a fever of 103 and couldn't sit up without coughing so hard I nearly threw up.

I spent the whole day in the infirmary while they tried to figure out if I had something quarantine-worthy and the next two days feeling weak as hell. Definitely not an exciting honeymoon. I'm hoping to make it up to my husband on our five-year anniversary next winter. laidymondegreen

My husband and I got married a little over a week ago and have spent the last week in Hawaii — far from our home in the midwest. The honeymoon was going great until tragedy struck. We have two female dogs, both rescues and absolutely indoor dogs. We live right next to a highway. Given the opportunity, the more dominant of the two has and will always run away for doggie adventure. Each time has ended in a near-death experience for her and a well-instilled fear of what might happen if she ever got away again. Because of this, we require our dogs to be on leashes 100% of the time, with or without us there... We left our dogs with my parents, as we live in the same town, and have left them there numerous times in the past. We always double-check our instructions with them, always leashed, and keep a close eye on the adventurous one.

The other dog, much younger and extremely submissive, would surely follow her older sister to the ends of the earth for no reason whatsoever. On the fifth day of our honeymoon, 7 a.m. our time, we received a call informing us that they had been let out the previous night, only to not have shown up the next morning. As we tried to process the information, details were overlooked and the realization of two more days left on the island worrying about our babies set in. Needless to say, I was confused and speechless, but my faith in my family made me believe it had to be our dogs pushing out the door and making a great escape. Later that day, my brother informed us that my mother had simply let them go, just released them into the wild — precisely against the incredibly specific instructions that had been left with them. We found out that this release-and-return method had been used a few times previous to this, further hurting my trust and faith in those I love most... Sallistria

Flight got delayed several times, and we ended up spending the first night of the honeymoon sleeping on the airport floor with our beach towels as blankets.


Our cruise ship said they had no record of the money we put on account with them, our room smelled like someone wiped their tush with it (they couldn't switch us), the couple at our required evening dining table had recently divorced but went on the trip anyway, and a homeless guy chased us at one of our ports. We had to laugh.


My husband is Indian, and I am a U.S. citizen. We live in India. I have a tourist visa and, therefore, have to leave the country every six months and could not return to India for 60 days!

So, we timed our honeymoon to Nepal to coincide with my need to leave the country. We planned for me to apply for a different visa in Nepal so that I could return within two weeks. Unfortunately, we did not have the proper stamps and signatures on our marriage certificate, so during our honeymoon, my husband had to go back to India and leave me in Nepal for 10 days to take care of paperwork stuff; when he finally returned with all the necessary documents, they would not even give me the visa I was trying to get! angami

We had the dream trip planned: 14 days in Munich, Germany, Paris, and London over Christmas and New Year's. Every hotel selected with precision. Days planned out perfectly. Awesome flights booked. Excursions planned. Then I was admitted to the hospital seven days before we left. Kidney stones...

They did not pass before we left. Ever taken an eight-hour flight and had to pee the entire time? Every 10 minutes, like clockwork, I got up so I could pee and/or puke from the level of pain. People were staring. The poor flight attendants had no clue how to help but were so sweet...Then I got another kidney stone while I was there, pulled a muscle, was unable to walk for most of the trip, and got bronchitis. storybook18

I was in Mexico with my mother and sister. As we were walking down an outdoor path in the resort, we saw a young girl crying and her boyfriend walking behind her, frantic. They were both covered in cuts and bruises, surrounded by security and medical, and, of course, on their honeymoon. I asked one of the staff what happened.

The couple was having relations on their balcony and fell off! Apparently, not too high off the ground, but high enough to be a bit beaten and shaken up. buzzzzt

On the last day of my honeymoon, my husband and I stopped at a beach to relax for awhile. I don't normally let him near my electronics because he has a major tendency to be kinda clumsy, but he wanted to take a few pictures, so I let him use my camera with like 400 pictures from the trip. He took a photo he didn't like and went to delete it but accidentally hit "delete all." Then he clicked yes when it asked him to confirm.

I tried SO hard to keep my cool because I could tell he felt so terrible, but I ended up crying. It was a huge mess. squishypoo91

We decided to take a cruise for our honeymoon...She heads out for our departure port a day early to go hang with college friends. I leave later because I have work. I get to the port on the departure date to meet her, and she's nowhere to be found. She's not answering calls or texts.

I start to get worried and call her folks, but they've not heard from her either. She's seemingly vanished.After a few hours of panic, I get a message from her. She's not going on our honeymoon... Turns out she shacked up with a guy, and we were done.I went on the cruise anyway.

A rickshaw driver in Thailand tried to mug us. My wife smashed him with a beer bottle, and I wrestled the knife out of his hand.

We ran and left the island the following morning. [deleted]

My wife and I were fortunate enough to spend our honeymoon in Avon, Colorado...After an awesome week there, we headed back home in my old Pontiac. My engine broke down, and we had to stop in a not-so-great town called Minturn, CO. We had already blown all of our money, so we had to stay in this awful motel near the railroad tracks. When we checked into our room, we noticed a room a few doors down was sealed off with yellow tape - the kind police use to mark a crime scene...

After stacking all of our luggage against the door (it had no lock), we opened the room's window. Outside, a man and a woman, both in their 30s, were talking about the guy who overdosed in the room down the hall from us. Body_of_Binky

This was just part of our honeymoon, but it was quite a part. This was the late 1990s before many people had cell phones, and when phone coverage was pretty spotty anyway. We did a little California tour. First, we went to San Fran for three days, then rented a car and drove to Napa for a day. At the end of that Napa day, we drove to Lake Tahoe, where we would spend three more days before driving back to Sacramento and flying home. This story happens on the highway from Napa to Tahoe. We left Napa in the evening, after dinner. It was early fall, so it was still light out, but by the time we got to Sacramento, the sun was setting. We’d be driving the rest of the way in the dark. Let me pause for a moment here and describe the rental car. It was a four-cylinder GM that could barely get out of its own way. Apart from being an unfamiliar car, it was downright unpleasant to drive. There was virtually no road feel at all; it was more like I was making suggestions to the car, and it was grudgingly relenting. We approached the mountains in short order but had no idea what we were driving through because it was dark. Those of you who live in the sparse West know that when I say “dark,” I mean “there’s not a light on for miles and miles in any direction.” It was pitch black. Not only pitch black but extra pitch black because now we were passing through (unbeknownst to us) Eldorado National Forest. The road here goes up and down long, steep hills and takes some fairly tight turns from time to time. Oh, did I also mention that it’s mostly two lanes, with an occasional extra lane uphill for trucks to climb slowly in and let people by? So here we are, on our honeymoon, in an awful rental car, trying to navigate a narrow mountain road in absolute blackness. I’m driving at a reasonable speed, at the speed limit as much as possible, but not knowing when I’m about to send us plummeting to our doom is making me very cautious. Another vehicle comes up behind, riding very close, a pickup truck. I try to appease by speeding up to what I feel is a more than reasonable clip, but that doesn’t help. Dude turns his brights on, and since his truck is considerably taller than my economy rental, I’m pretty much blinded. I turn the rearview away but can’t manage to do anything about the manual side mirror. Finally, one of those extra lanes comes around, and the guy does a jerky crazy pass. In this moment of weakness, I flip him off and flash my brights at him when he gets in front of me. I figure whatever. I see it’s a yellow Ford Ranger, and there’s a passenger. Oh, no. He falls back and gets behind me again. I only have one choice in this situation: put some distance in between me and him. I have to speed up the mountain. So I floor it, taking hills and turns as fast as the S-rated tires will allow. I am managing to put some distance between us, somehow, and I start looking for a place to escape. But on this road, through a forest, there’s just not any place like that. The best I could do was find a wide shoulder to pull off on. The guy was back behind a corner when I pulled over and stopped. I shut the lights off and waited. Here come headlights, that has to be him. I’m hoping he just goes blowing by without seeing me. The lights aren’t going as fast as I’d hoped. He’s pulling over behind me.

Thankfully, he stopped his truck a few car lengths back. My new wife is looking out the rear window, she’s telling me to go, go, go. “No,” I say as he opens his door and steps out. “Wait.” I watch him in the side mirror, coming up to my car. My wife is screaming at me now. Wait for it. Wait for it. As soon as he got up to the rear door of the car, that’s when I took off again. Now he had to run back to his truck and get in, I’d bought myself about ten seconds. Now I’m back to driving, focused. My wife is quiet now. I’m looking, looking, for any road to actually turn off on, get out of view from the highway. I’ve got enough distance between us now that I haven’t seen him in the rearview for a while, but I know he’s back there. I know he’s coming. I remember seeing a road sign for the town of Strawberry. There was a little general store with a gas pump or two, but it was late at night, and it was closed. Just beyond it, however, out of the corner of my eye, I spotted a road off to the right. I dived down it off the highway. No idea what was down there, but I could get us out of sight of the road. That extra pitch black I mentioned got blacker as we crept down this one-lane road through the dense forest. Now I was starting to wonder if I could even get myself turned around. We might be trapped. As luck would have it, the road opened up to a large clearing, apparently paved or maybe hard-packed gravel. In any event, I could drive on it, so I got myself turned around so I could face nose out. Backed way up in the corner. I shut the lights off. I turned the car off. We waited. I don’t think we even breathed for two minutes, sitting perfectly still. We could conceivably sit here till morning if we had to, or at least long enough that the truck guy would be far away. Suddenly, headlights approached from the left, from the direction of the highway. We are frozen. The lights clear the trees to our left, and it’s the yellow Ford Ranger. We’re frozen. He drives by and keeps going down this side road. We have evaded him. My wife and I look at each other incredulously. A long second passes, and I start the car. I quickly put it in drive and slink out of the cul-de-sac and back up to the road before I turn the headlights back on. The truck guy is gone, but it’s not until we get into Tahoe that I’m able to breathe easier. Nougat 

I got married in Hawaii. My new wife and I were staying at a swanky resort. Late one afternoon, my wife was getting out of the shower, and I was lying on the bed in my boxers after a long day at the beach when out of nowhere, I hear the front door opening up. I thought it was my wife, and she thought it was me, but in walks a couple with luggage and a key card in their hand. When they see me, they angrily demand to know what we are doing in their room… Needless to say, we were upgraded to an oceanfront suite for the rest of our stay due to the screw-up at the front desk.

We were also comped meals for the rest of our stay, and half our bill was also comped. Worth it! Although we are lucky they didn’t catch us in a more compromising position. SoCalGorilla

Did valet at a hotel in the south. Wasn’t necessarily a honeymoon hotspot as a resort, but for some people, they loved the thought of a wedding in Nashville, TN. One day, a co-worker was walking the bride and her family into the hotel. Took them all the way to the top floor to the Presidential Suite. Out of all the rooms, this was obviously the best one.

As he is unloading their cart, he decides that the sprinkler on the wall is the best place to hang the wedding dress. And the rest is history. Before long, the sprinklers went off, and from the top floor, a waterfall was raging into the lobby. Miraculously, he kept his job through all of that. mra101485

I was on a vacation in southern Africa, and when we went to Zambia to see Victoria Falls, there was a honeymooning couple in the suite next to ours. These were open-air suites. A couple of monkeys – I think they were vervet monkeys – went through the couple’s things and stole the woman’s birth control pills, and ran off into the woods.

The couple was not thrilled. this_is_who_I_am

I frequent a natural hot springs in Alaska that has a high influx of Asian tourists and newlyweds during wintertime. The hot springs create huge steam clouds that make the visibility very low while you’re wading in the waist-high water. Apparently, the newlyweds from Japan (I think) believe that consummating their marriage under the Northern Lights will give them a male child.

So they go to the hot springs in the middle of winter when it’s dark outside and hook up in the water. It’s really weird to be in there, wading around, accidentally bumping into couples consummating their marriage. joe_m107

The honeymoon suites were always the worst at the hotel where I used to work. There was never a real best. I guess the best of the worst was the room with the chocolate.

The shower and jacuzzi were covered in it. Cleaning it was awful, but the chocolate butt print impossibly high up on the shower wall was pretty impressive. pfld

My sister-in-law got sick, flying out on their honeymoon in Jamaica. Their flight stopped in Dallas, and they went to the hospital and found out she had a brown recluse spider bite.

They tried to treat it and went on their honeymoon, but they had to leave after only one day because she got sick again. They didn’t get travel insurance so they lost all the money they spent on their honeymoon.

Got married in 2008, when the economy started really tanking. One of the two airlines taking us to Kauai went bankrupt. Sucked, but it was for a short island hop, so we figured we’d rebook with someone else. A few days later, the OTHER airline also went bankrupt. We were paying for everything ourselves–wedding, reception, rehearsal dinner, honeymoon. We didn’t have the cash to just buy more tickets. Thankfully, we’d booked with AmEx, who really go to bat for you.

One phone call to their customer service, and they sent me a letter in the mail. Signed it, sent it back, and the charges were removed from our card, freeing up the cash to rebook with United. Who, we found out at the airport don’t check baggage when you arrive less than 45 minutes before the flight (we arrived at the 43-minute mark). So we ended up missing our flight to Kauai anyways. United kindly moved our booking to the next day. thisfits

Not mine, but my parents'. Apparently, my father spent all of their honeymoon savings right before the wedding because he wanted a new computer (and, mind you, this was during the 80s, so there really wasn’t anything to get excited about in the first place). So he comes home one day with this clunky Macintosh and says, “Hey, look what I got!”Now, back then, my folks were living pretty much paycheck-to-paycheck since they both were paying their way through graduate school. They simply didn’t have enough money to spare on an overpriced piece of junk (i.e.

an 80s computer). Confused, my mother asks, “Where did you get the money for that?”“Oh, I found this extra account we had when I was looking at our bank statements! Isn’t that neat?” my father said eagerly, and all my mother could say was, “You goddamn idiot.”

We were in India for our honeymoon. After enjoying our stay for two days at the hotel, we were strolling in the market. We wanted to explore some out-of-the-way places we can boast to others. A guy at the tourism office offered an exciting adventure only about 20 kilometers away. He said during the daytime, you can go see trained elephants and their tricks at the campsite, and the night will be an exclusive one. He said: “You two could even spend the night in the jungle, among wild animals. It is by the side of a small river. Exclusive, four rooms have been constructed. There is a kitchen and common dining etc. You will hear the roar of tigers. Jungle-calls from jackals after dark. Many predators come to this spot for drinking water. Deer come near the rooms. Wild elephants roam around freely, from place to place, and often they pass, in groups. There is a caretaker, and it’s totally safe.” This sounded exciting to us. We booked a jungle hut for the next day. We reached the place by 10 am. Took an elephant ride in the jungle; saw monkeys, wild boar, etc. The show was of some trained elephants breaking the coconut and ringing bells. One elephant painted on canvas with its trunk. But we were eager to reach our room to have some fun with just the two of us! We hadn’t been in there long when there was a knock on the door. When we opened it, we saw the caretaker standing outside with another couple. WHAT?

The other couple was allotted the same room by the tourism office. All the other three rooms were already occupied. The last transport back to town had left. After some heated arguments, seeing no option, we all calmed down and agreed we would have to share. We didn’t have much choice. Now, there were five couples on honeymoon at this camp, all in the same age group. At the dinner table, we started mingling. Thereafter, we all were on the verandah overlooking the river and jungle, chit-chatting and enjoying the night setting in. The caretaker was talkative and jovial. We noticed a change in his mood after he returned from his room. He looked very serious. He told us he had received a radio warning about a jungle fire that was heading our way. Worse, he added that wild animals run to escape the jungle fires… meaning the entire forest would be running toward us! After about an hour, we spotted a small but distant red glow in the jungle. Fire confirmed. The boys grabbed all available sticks for protection against wild animals, and all us girls were ready with buckets from bathrooms filled with water to fight the fire. Time was ticking. The cracking of bamboo and the sound of falling dry trees were terrifying. Thankfully, the jungle firefighting team arrived in the nick of time. They cleared dry brush from the path of the fire. The blaze died out. By that point, it was 3 in the morning, and we weren’t the least bit concerned about having to share a room anymore. We were just grateful to be alive! Janak Vakil

My wedding was great, but the honeymoon was a DISASTER.We went on a 7-day cruise of the Mexican Riviera. At our stop in Mazatlan, we went horseback riding on the beach, then ate at a little place that came HIGHLY recommended by tons of people online. Well, wouldn’t you know it, we got parasites. (Didn’t drink anything unless it came from a can…it came from shrimp!) So I woke up the next morning in horrible pain (I’ve never ridden horses and didn’t realize it was so rough on the back!) and sick as I’ve ever been. Horrible fever, the worst diarrhea of my life, constantly felt like I was going to throw up. This lasted the remainder of the cruise and for a week and a half after. I was so sick I couldn’t eat a damn thing besides a little white rice, so I missed out on the lobster dinner.Since we were cruising THROUGH a hurricane, the ship was rocking so badly that they had to leave barf bags out all over the ship.

As if having parasites wasn’t bad enough, pile on the worst motion sickness of your life on top of that.Try having a “romantic” time while not able to be away from the bathroom for more than 15 minutes at a time. Gawd it was horrible. MrsMcD123
The day we left on the cruise, a HUGE hurricane hit. Most of the cruise ships didn’t stop at all the stops (Mazatlan, Puerto Vallarta, Mazatlan) but our cruise captain decided to just re-route. The hurricane ended up canceling the one excursion I was looking forward to the most, swimming with Sea Lions. I was pretty heartbroken, but that was the least of the problems.

It started off well enough. We decided to get married at her grandparents' house on the river. My parents had traveled from 5 hours away to get there and couldn’t find the place, so I left to go meet them. Her grandparents, whom I hadn’t spoken to that much, turned out to be bigots, which didn’t go over well when my black grandfather showed up. I decided it would be fine to let my soon-to-be wife pick the music, so she walked down the aisle to “In The Arms Of An Angel” by Sarah McLaughlin (I wanted the Imperial March), which later turned out to be the song on the commercial for animal abuse…still gets talked about among the family. That song is quite the mood-setter, and I cried during the vows to the point of not getting out the words so well. Finally, when I thought it was over, we get an envelope from my dad with a week’s stay at a hotel on the beach in Panama City, Florida… Awesome! Because we hadn’t planned on taking a honeymoon because we were so broke, but after the wedding gift money, we had enough to have a decent time after the gas cost of driving 14 hours there and back. However, we go to get in the car and discover somebody thought it was a great idea to tie a bungee strap around the drive shaft as a prank, so we spent the first hour and a half untangling a rat’s nest of bungee strap from under our car. We head to our house to pack, starts pouring rain, we hydroplane into a ditch.

Two hours and a tow truck fee later, we get packed and leave. We drive all night (so no consummating the damned thing) get there, and they tell us our hotel tickets aren’t recognized. Fight with them for an hour, they call the regional office, they give us our key. We go to our room and pass out from exhaustion. Wake up to the sound of construction happening in the next room, and it’s raining buckets outside (little did we know it was going to last all week). We explore the town a little, go to Ripley’s, go eat, etc. Come back to the room, and my wife now has a yeast infection (probably thanks in part to all the stress), so no direct bedroom fun our whole honeymoon. On the fifth day, we get a knock on the door and told our tickets were only for five days and if we weren’t out by 11, we were paying for another day which was fine with us because, at this point, all we had left was gas money after all the unexpected cost. Drive back home and get a ticket for speeding 5 over, less than a mile from our house…The cop says, “Congratulations,” and hands us the ticket.
They weren’t where they said they were, and I ended up being 30 mins late.

This happened on the way to our honeymoon. After waiting in a baggage check line for an hour, we notice that the bag we planned on checking was not our own. We had grabbed an identical bag from the rack on the parking lot shuttle. After talking to a bunch of AA staff that had no idea what to do, we got the parking lot people to pick up the wrong bag we had while we waited for them to find ours. They called us to tell us they had our bag and were bringing it to the check counter 3 minutes before our flight was boarding.

After coordinating with an AA baggage supervisor and the manager of the parking lot, we got our bag to the baggage supervisor. So here we are in Jamaica without toothbrushes, deodorant, sandals, lingerie (most bummed about), etc. We have our clothes, thankfully, and we can buy most of the things we need while our bag sits forgotten in some supervisor’s office. Our last call to AA confirmed that our records have not changed, and as far as anyone knows, the bag is still in the supervisor’s office. TurboGranny

A while back, I worked at a 4-star hotel. One night couple came in for their honeymoon, but they forgot to bring any protection. They didn’t have any in their rooms, and the public toilet on the first floor was out, so the guy asked me in an low voice where he could procure himself some contraception.

I told him I would get him some. I went to the staff bathroom, got 4 for 2$ (yes, we get them cheaper), and brought them to him, he was so relieved that he gave me a $100 tip. fishlover


My wife and I are in Puerto Rico for 10 days for our honeymoon. We landed this morning at 3 am and planned to meet him at noon. The original time to get in was at 3 pm, it's now an hour later, and we believe we have been "ghosted" by our host.

We don't have the funds to pay to stay somewhere else, and Airbnb service is basically listening to hold music until you give up. IKickCans247

I'm the evening maintenance at a resort, and we get a call that a room has a lightbulb out, cool something to do. So I hop on my one-speed golf cart and make my way to the room with a lightbulb in hand. I arrive to the said room, and I knock on the door and announce, "maintenance!" I hear a man say, "come in!" So I grab my key card, swipe myself in, lo-and-behold the hairiest Russian dude and his smoking hot wife jump from the bed, buttoning up their drawers wide-eyed as deer in the headlights. I 180°, tractor beamed my eyeballs to the floor, apologized, and waited outside of the door.

Hairy the Russian opens the door, and instead of going in to change the bulb, I said, "here you go" Just handed it to him and high-tailed it out of there. After long thought, I came to the conclusion he had said "coming," but I misheard behind all of his chest hair. And his accent. Tehpepesmasher88

I live in Las Vegas, and I used to work in one of the major casinos on the strip. One night in one of our clubs during a wedding reception, one of my employees let me know that he had heard multiple people in a bathroom stall. The stalls had full doors, so you couldn't see feet, but you could definitely hear some debauchery going on. I called security, and they ask the people to open the door.

Soooo...out comes a groomsman, followed by the bride....followed by the best man....followed by the groom....all half naked. They proceed to go right back to the reception like nothing ever happened. fellchieftan

One time in the LAX airport, I saw a couple vehemently arguing and making accusations of fault about seat changes, flight plans, etc., all the way up to the boarding pass counter. Then, when they got up to the counter, they explained politely and cheerfully to the flight attendant that they were on their way to their honeymoon and needed to check their seats.


When I was about 10, my family was in NYC for vacation, and we were walking down the sidewalk when we saw a man in a tux and a woman in a wedding dress arguing. When we stopped at the crosswalk, I overheard their argument, and the woman took off her ring and yelled at the guy, "We'll why don't I just give that kid my ring if it doesn't mean anything to you?!" and pointed at me. The man quickly tried to hush her, but it didn't work, as she started to yell louder.

We got the hell out of there. SpartanM00

We went to the Caribbean for our honeymoon (it was awesome, we want to go back). Our villa had a hammock strung between the handrails. We were laying in the hammock together reading books (there was a tropical storm for the first couple days), the thing broke and dropped us on the ground. We had to go in and tell the front desk/reception that it was broken and ask that it be fixed.

With the look they gave us, I'm absolutely positive they did not believe we were just laying in it reading a book. My wife kept turning red, I was having a hard time not laughing. puterTDI

I was in Cancun on vacation, and staying at my resort was a newlywed couple, wearing husband and wife sandals and all that business. They must have been the most miserable people I have ever seen in my life. I was on an excursion, and it appeared that they had no money, they were broke, couldn't buy food, drink, or anything. If they were cool, I probably would have paid for them just to help them have a nice time.

But she was a relentless hag, and he was a complete douche. Fighting with workers everywhere saying it was a ripoff, everything should be included, they didn't know that they would have to pay for beer if they wanted it, yelling and being mean to very nice people. somethingnewxx

I worked at a resort on Vancouver Island, and we also rented houses to families, this one couple on their honeymoon rented a 3 story house in the summer. They looked like a normal pair of people, but I was wrong. Checking the house a week later to make sure they left, the woman had stuck used tampons in the drains and smeared blood on the walls, there were holes in every door and most walls, tv was smashed.

Everything went wrong. _inch_polar_bear

I used to work at an upscale hotel, and one night a guy calls up the front desk and asks how much to buy a lobster. Like a live one, not cooked. I tell him I'll find out and call him back. I ask the chef and call his room, no answer. Try again.

Nothing. I guess in the ten minutes it took me to call him back, he left the hotel, went to the market, and bought his own lobster. Two hours later phone rings, "ever find out about that lobster?" Yes, sir, it will be $30 to buy outright. "Bring it up." I don't know what this guy is doing with these lobsters, but I'm scared. Dane-0

Almost story: My husband and I got married in a historic inn, very small wedding. We had a suite, and the wedding was held in the parlor. After the ceremony, we had about an hour before dinner, so everyone else cleared out, and my new husband and I just collapsed on the sofa in our wedding clothes, exhausted from the nerves and relieved we'd made it through. We were just going to chill until heading over to the restaurant. Suddenly we hear a key in the door, and it swings open with no knocking or anything. In come two hotel workers whose task was to put the room back together (stuff was moved around for the ceremony) before we came back to spend the night.

They jumped about a foot when they saw us and looked horrified. They thought when they saw the 30 or so people leave that we were among them and assumed the room was empty. They realized they could have very easily walked in on us consummating the union. I bet they knock in the future. FeatofClay

For the short period I worked at a hotel, the only Honeymoon story I picked up was the following. A young couple checked in, and they asked for a quiet, discrete room, fair enough. We put them in a far corner, and they appreciated it (it was also close to a guest exit, the type where guests can swipe a key to get in and out privately). They had the room for 8 days (Oh my God), and the first two days were fine. They would come by the restaurant for meals since they were included in the price, we'ed see them run off at all hours of the day or night to do whatever, and even housekeeping was given a break because 6 of the 8 nights they had the no turn-down sign up. But here is where the story comes to a point. On the third day, they were there a family, a father, mother, two kids, checks in.

They had a two-bedroom, and the way we were set up, the singles were on one side of the hall, the doubles on the other. The person checking them in put them across the hall from the honeymooners. Two days after that (four into the honeymoon), the honeymooners call the front desk because people were shouting and fighting in the hall and just outside the exit. From what I gathered after the police had to come (They were NOT listening to the managers requests), the honeymooners were being rather loud in their room and the other couple, the one with the kids, had grown stressed over the noise but instead of asking them to quiet down or calling us and asking for a new room (One wanted to the other didn't? IDK) they just began fighting and fighting and fighting. The manager moved their room, comped them a night, then comped the honeymooners a night because of the fighting. JimmyKillsAlot

My grandparents had a rural bed and breakfast a while back. A honeymooning couple checked in for a week. After two days of not coming down for meals, my Nan started leaving trays at the love bird's door. Still not a nibble.

Pop said, "enough is enough, Nan, I'm going to knock on their door and get to the bottom of this." The groom answered the door, all mussed hair, and bleary eyes."You haven't eaten a thing in five days," said Pop. "We're living on the fruits of love," said the groom, giggling like a kid. "That's all well and good," said Pop, "But would you mind not throwing the skins out the window? You're choking all the chooks!" gerrys123

My beloved grandmother, who had been struggling with her health, died on our wedding day, my parents were mid-divorce, and my dad brought his mistress/new girlfriend to rub it in my mom's face, it rained, and the wedding was supposed to be outside, because of the rain the bakery van delivered a slightly mushed groom's cake, and at the end, we finally just pass out from exhaustion. We figured the next day would be better at home together (too broke for a honeymoon), however, we come home, and our apartment had been robbed.

I literally just sat on the floor with the door wide open and cried.Been married 9 years this year, so it still totally worked out.

We were on our way to Singapore for our honeymoon. Both our parents had come to drop us at the airport. We were eagerly looking forward to this trip. At the check-in counter (after an excruciating 30 mins long line!), we presented our passports and ticket copies. While we were silently hoping for an upgrade, god had other plans in store. The lady at the check-in counter said something like this – “Ms. Jain, your seat is XX & Mr. Jain, your ticket is not valid.” It took me a while to realize what she was saying. “Ma’am, I think there has been some mistake, can you please check again?” I asked her. The lady took her time, checked, and double-checked. Unfortunately, her findings were still the same. I just stepped out and called my travel agent. He also could not make sense of the situation. He asked me to connect him with somebody at the airport counter of the airline. I may have beaten Usain Bolt’s record on my way to the counter. That ‘somebody’ was at the other end of the airport for some reason. Which meant another mad dash in front of an unappreciative audience. I caught hold of said individual, and my agent had a long discussion with him. Meanwhile, the check-in time was almost over, and my wife was begging the check-in ladies to wait for a few more minutes. However, the conversation did not result in anything substantial and they had to let the flight go. My parents called me after a few mins asking me whether our boarding was done. Till then, I had held off on explaining the situation to them to avoid unnecessary anxiety pangs. But there was no way out now. I was in constant touch with my agent to review alternatives. The next day was not an option since we were supposed to board a cruise the next day, and we would have missed that, ruining our entire trip.

There was another flight by a different airline in an hour, but they did not have a counter at the airport, and bookings could only be done via their city office. Murphy’s law was playing havoc with my life. Finally, we found out that the last flight out was by Indian Airlines, which we could book at the airport. My agent confirmed that he would reimburse everything and I should book the tickets using my credit card. I did. The only advice we got at the airline booking counter was — to run like Forrest Gump, or else you will miss this flight as well! We did not need telling twice. So we made it to the check-in counter on time and secured the prized and elusive boarding passes. All this action had taken up a good 4 hours of our evening, and hence we were famished. Once the security check was done, we found a quiet spot at the food court and ordered something to fill ourselves up. I was sitting next to the electronic display of flight statuses. We had just unwrapped our sandwiches when we saw “FINAL BOARDING CALL” written next to our flight. Which meant, you guessed it, another running spree towards the boarding counter. As we came down from the food court, an airline official asked me if I am Mr. Abhay Jain. I replied in the affirmative and then he asked us to follow him as we were the only passengers who were yet to complete the boarding. Going through the boarding gates, I thought that we would be looking at angry faces for delaying the flight. However, to our surprise, the flight was only 20% occupied. We had not even our put our seat-belts before the plane was on the runway. The good part was that we could sit wherever we wanted to and could even lie down flat and sleep. All in all, it was an exciting way to get things going on our honeymoon. After returning, to our agent’s credit, he refunded the entire additional expense that we had to bear. The reason behind all this confusion apparently was that there was another Abhay Jain who had also been booked on the same flight by my travel agent. But the airlines thought that it was a typo, and that triggered a chain reaction! Abhay Jain

My husband and I planned to just go to the courthouse and get married–with no parents getting involved because mine couldn’t come. Husband couldn’t get off of work the first time. We leave to go on our “honeymoon.” We were going to go to the aquarium, all four of us, our treat. His parents didn’t really want to go and complained about it the whole time. Complained about the ride. Complained about the place we ate (we ate at a bar, and his parents are strict vegans). Complained about the ride home. His mother told me I needed to lose weight. Finally made it home and went to bed.Told his mother I didn’t want anything for a bridal present or bridal shower–she insisted because she had friends that she had given their children presents, and she wanted us to get presents from their parents to make up for it. She never could come up with a day, so none of my family could come (they all lived very far away). She didn’t invite any of my family and then told everyone that my family didn’t care about me because they didn’t bother to come. She told me that what I was wearing was incorrect, I had a black shirt on, and was going to force me to change. We sat around with her church friends (none of who knew).

After the party, she asked me what I had gotten, which was $200 in cash and $50 in gift certificates. This made her mad. I didn’t care at all. A week later, a get a nasty call from her wondering why I hadn’t sent out the thirty or so thank-you notes yet. [deleted]
The second time we couldn’t find two witnesses. Husband ended up telling his parents. They insisted on being there. Made an appointment. Get to the courthouse, his parents are late and tick off the magistrate. His Dad, for some reason, can’t stay off of his cell phone, which also ticks off the magistrate. The wedding was 15 seconds.

First, it rained on the day of wedding. Lightning struck the church as I was driving up (power stayed on though). But, alas, we were married. Then, in the pouring rain, off to the reception. Right after the obligatory cake face slam, dancing ensues. Within 20-30 minutes, a relative dies of a heart attack while dancing with my grandma (her nephew, probably 58). Thing is, he wasn’t even invited to the wedding and just happened to be in the area so we let him tag along. Given the major turn of events, we cancel the reception. Wife’s dream wedding reception is now blown. We end up getting wasted in the bar with a few close friends. Hotel won’t refund any food/beverage expenses. I understand the food, but wouldn’t even refund untapped kegs or unopened wine. Doubletree, for those wondering. Anyway, next morning we leave for the Honeymoon – throw the bouquet and garter at the airport to a very small group of friends.

Haven’t consummated yet. Off to a remote island for our romantic getaway. At the airport, there’s one cab (probably a honda civic) and we have to share it with another newlywed couple. She is unbelievably obnoxious and LOUD. I tell the cabby – I need beer. We get some for the rest of the 30 minute ride. Cabby was going about 50 down winding mountainous roads while dodging wild cats.Check in the resort. I was told this is a nice place by my travel agent (this was before internet reviews), and I requested a premium room and informed them that this is a Honeymoon so need Champagne, flowers, chocolate covered-strawberries, etc… in the room when we arrived. Nothing was provided, and ALL rooms were exactly the same, complete with two twin beds bolted to the walls and a bathroom that fit only one person at a time. No TV, no room service, electrical outlets down the hall. My bride actually had to blow dry her hair in a public area. What we found out the next day is that we had been sent, not to a romantic couple’s get away, but to a family resort that catered to families with young children. All the activities were geared around a circus theme, and we had kids marching around us all week singing silly chants and wearing costumes.We spent the week drinking heavily. Didn’t consummate until we got home.

I worked nights at the Anniversary Inn in Salt Lake City, UT through college. To save you a search, it’s an overpriced themed-room inn that Mormon newlyweds absolutely go crazy for. Want to spend your wedding night in a pirate ship? We got you covered. Egyptian tombs? Yep. There have been many Mormon cherries popped while I was on shift, and a ton of really weird, funny, and sad stories. Funny – 20 minutes after an obviously nervous newlywed couple checked in, the husband opened the door and yelled “DOING IT IS AWESOME!” He did this multiple times throughout the night.

Made us laugh every time. Weird/Creepy – We had a dad drive the newlywed couple to the hotel, and then come in to help them check-in. Their kids were clearly adults, so I thought this was weird. Once they were checked in, the dad gave them a mini-lecture about the sanctity and spirituality of lovemaking, and how what they were going to be doing that night and through their honeymoon would “echo throughout the eternities.” Super creepy. Sad – More than once we would have brides come running from their rooms in robes, sobbing and in a totally delirious state. They weren’t ready for intimacy, and it was clearly a traumatic experience for them. I always felt really bad for them, because it would be really difficult for someone who has been told that hooking up before marriage is evil to suddenly flip a switch and be expected to be comfortable in their own skin. cheesemakesmehappy

The wife and I had 2 honeymoons…it just kinda worked out that way. One sent us to Tokyo Disney, and the other to Okinawa (we had to turn in her immigration paperwork in Okinawa, so we decided to make another go.) First honeymoon, she was sick pretty much every evening and couldn't even get out of bed one day. Spent most of my time taking care of her or down in the hotel bar (when she was sleeping and only a few minutes away.). Disney was enjoyable, but the rest of the trip was pretty meh.

In Okinawa, a typhoon rolled in the day after we got there and left the same day we did…no parasailing, very little exploring…just sitting in the hotel watching the streets flood. Our scuba diving trip turned into snorkeling because we couldn't leave the beach. Jenna McKenzie

Two birds in one shot. If you want to get to know someone, take a trip together, and if you want to know a person personally travel with him. Honeymoon is the right time to know about the person you are going to share your life. It’s easy to accept if you know the quirks of a person early in the marriage. Accepting will be easier. Some twenty years ago my husband and I went to Andaman for our honeymoon. I will spare all the romantic moments and focus on the events . My husband spent most of the money on shopping before we reached Andaman. We checked in into a grand hotel initially and then after a few days had to downgrade our hotel room to control the expenses. By the end of the trip, had food in the roadside stalls.

Since this is the honeymoon period, everything seemed romantic and adventurous. Those are the days when there’s no electronic transfer of money. Before going for honeymoon my parents gave me some money. Ultimately I gave him that to come out of an embarrassing situation. Lessons learned for me: I should be careful with expenses and start working. Save as much as possible. For him: His wife is there to bail him out. We are happy since then. Veena Bhaskar

My wife and I both got sick.We’d visited her family in Estonia, which went well, and then flown to Italy to see the wonders there. Shortly before we were due to leave Rome for Naples, I came down with a heavy cold, which continued to plague me for the rest of the trip. When you’re a bit short on breath, walking up and down hills in central Naples is not a lot of fun, I can assure you.Not long after that, my wife caught a stomach bug.

Sharing being caring, she passed it onto me. As a result, despite being in one of the great food destinations of the world, there was the better part of a week during which neither of us could reliably keep a meal down. Harry Kriewaldt

He started yelling at me, saying I don't know how to read a map (when the reality of the situation was that I didn't know how to read his mind). On the honeymoon is when he first revealed what a jerk he could be. The marriage didn't last 5 years.

I'm still very close to his parents. Carole Anderson

Ex husband fell asleep at 9:30-10 on New year's Eve (we got married on 12/29) he just wanted to stay in the room and not be around people. He was such a difficult person to be around. Bf now likes to stay at home also, but I'm allowed to go out without him.

My ex-husband wouldn't let me go walk around the free party at our resort. It was so bad. cole102201

It's not really that bad, but I joked for years that Bob Saget saved my marriage. So, we got married the first night in a hotel en route to our honeymoon destination. The second night we get there, and my new bride just has a bit of a meltdown.

Just crying and whatnot. Me, not knowing what to do, turn on the TV, and America's Funniest Home Videos was on (back when people still mailed in VHS tapes...) After a few minutes, we were laughing together, and everything was fine. cmoellering

In my case, my wife and I got married back in May 2016, and since I started a new job, we had to postpone our honeymoon until December 2016. We decided to have our honeymoon in the Dominican Republic, Punta Cana. On the day of the flight, we decided to attend Daybreaker (early morning rave, no booze), which was pretty boring. Anyway, mid-day, I started to feel intense pain near the right mid-section of my body, and I thought it could be kidney stones. As we head to the airport to get on our flight, I was in intense pain and groggy at the same time. While we were in the air heading to our destination, I felt a lot better however, once we landed and we started walking, the pain resumed but became sharper. While we were at our all-inclusive resort, the pain would come and go however, after three days of holding it, the pain was too intense. My wife suggested to me that it could be appendicitis instead, so I ended up calling the American Embassy which they informed me to head immediately to the hospital. When we get to the tourist hospital, which is supposed to be good, however, inside it was dilapidated.

They informed us that my appendix had burst a couple of days ago and I would need to go into surgery immediately or I go septic and die. They, however, will need a payment of $15,000 to proceed. While I was telling my wife that we should try our chances to get a flight to Miami instead of paying these crooks, she convinced me to go through with it. So I ended up going through with the surgery and staying at the hospital for five days bed rest the entire time, and only got to spend one-day pain-free at the resort. On that one day, we also had another surprise when my wife was telling me that the food tasted funny, like it was too strong and the smells were more pronounced. We ended up finding out that she was pregnant when we got back to the states. All in all, it was a great experience, and I will never go back to DR ever again hahaha. [deleted] 

A couple came into my camera shop during the old days of film and explained that they were honeymooning, and were concerned that their roll of pictures of the honeymoon just kept going for some reason. Like way past the 36 frames. When I told them there was no film in the camera, the honeymoon ended right there for the poor bastard husband whose job it was to load the camera.

If looks could kill. YYURYYUBICURYY4ME

I work at a hotel restaurant. One day we hosted a wedding reception for a young couple who paid for an open bar. The party was a blast. People got wasted and had tons of fun. Around 2 am, the bride and groom and their closest friends finally left the restaurant to go back to their room. Apparently, they decided to all hang out in a room for a while and continue the party.

From what I heard, at some point, the maid of honor called the bride a lesbian, and the groom socked said maid in the face! She ran, screaming, to the front desk and called the police. The groom was arrested and taken to jail on his wedding night for assaulting the maid of honor! One year later, the couple returned to the restaurant for their anniversary. They were super cool and seemed really happy. D4rv1d

I used to work at a Hilton Hotel near Disney, and there was a newlywed couple that had come down from their room and said they had just gotten married and they were looking for the nearest 'topless bar'. I'm confused as to how forward they were and why they would want to spend their wedding night at a topless bar. So I directed them down a sleazy part of town and told them there were plenty down a specific road. Later, I was so shocked I told my co-worker what had just happened and what they were looking for.

He then called me an idiot and said they probably asked for a Tapas Bar. That was the first time I had heard of said place and never knew they existed or were called that. Sparkling_Starfish

Not quite honeymoon related, but I work in a high-end hotel chain, and during the reception, I delivered cake, presents, champagne and robes to the bridal suite. Having my own key and not expecting anyone in the room, I let myself in to find the mother of the groom and a Groomsman having a little bit of their own.

Fair to say I walked out quite quickly. keira27

I was serving at a wedding a few years ago that probably fits in the most embarrassing category. It was the part of the reception where everyone gives a speech or a quick toast. When we weren't serving, we were expected to line up a specific way, and I'm standing there facing the bridal party from across the room. The bride's mother gets up and does this very touching speech on how she wished grandma had been able to see it and what a beautiful bride her daughter was. Then she pulls out this box and says she has something from grandma. She pulls out this old doll, the kind with the huge fluffy dress that people use to set on the bed as decoration.

She hands it up to the bride, who starts telling her guests how she's always loved this doll since she was a kid, and she wondered what happened to it after grandma died. So the photographer comes up to get a picture of her with the doll, and right as she poses, this little silver ball on a cord falls out of the bottom of the doll. At first, I didn't know what it was, but the bride picked it up to look and immediately freaked and dropped it, which set the crowd off. One of my coworkers had to explain to me it was a vibrating egg and it was probably grandma's. To this day, I wonder what kind of photos, if any, the photographer caught at that moment. [deleted]

I'm a wedding photographer, and a groom who recently returned from a honeymoon told me the story of how he got his $15,000 honeymoon free of charge. He and his brand new lady wife had just checked into the honeymoon suite of a palatial island paradise after a long flight from London. Having showered after their journey, they retired to the bed to, cough, celebrate their new union.

Once the throes of passion had subsided, the groom tells me he saw the drapes by the window move a little and, jumping up, pulled them aside to see a bellhop concealed there - and, you guessed it, having a bit of a twang on the ol' one string bass. Naturally, they complained, and the manager, seeking to minimize the damage, fired the employee on the spot and basically traded the full stay in return for them taking the incident no further. kelhamisland

I used to be a bouncer at a nightclub that was part of a major hotel in San Francisco. People would get married and have their reception in the hotel and then head to the club after. One night a couple 2 hours fresh from the alter, and their party was in the club. They are sloshed, but the bride is beyond drunk and causing problems (stumbling into people, being too loud, and trying to cross the VIP rope that I'm guarding). Well, she gets across the rope, and while I'm trying to persuade her to go back to the other side, she starts grinding on me and saying, "You think you can handle me?" Her husband is about 3 feet away with his jaw on the floor.

I asked him to control his wife, and he snapped out of his shock. He grabbed her wrist and dragged her out of the club, swearing up a storm. I still feel bad for the guy. Medrex

My brother used to work at a big restaurant/resort that would often do weddings. One night they were hosting a large dinner party for all the guests after the wedding earlier that day. Of course, at that point, everyone was pretty wasted, so the groom ended up getting into a fight with one of the bride's distant uncles.

I kid you not, the uncle ended up biting off the groom's finger and swallowing it so he couldn't reattach it. Everyone was freaking out, and the groomsmen ended up beating up the uncle until he puked back out the severed finger. willsolid

I had just finished teaching newly weds how to ballroom dance. I saw the gent had a hickey on his neck, so made a joke about it. Bad move. They had a fight, and he stormed off, leaving her crumpled in a heap on the dancefloor.

I tried to console her the best I could, but it was bad. She was waaaay out of his league anyway. [deleted]

I used to work at a large hotel where weddings/receptions would be held on a regular basis. One night, after a wedding, the newlywed couple is in their suite, and complaints start coming in about a fight in their room. Turns out, they got into it with each other, and the new wife beat up her new husband.

The cops ended up taking her to jail. Pacman26

Not me, a friend, and he wasn't the worker but would have made for a bad start to someone's day. On his honeymoon in Italy and decided to drink from a fountain.Wifey did the good deed and bundled up the filth-ridden sheets into a foul heap in the middle of the bed, left a 5 euro note atop the heap, and they both crept out of the hotel for the day. nathanwoulfe
Later that night/early next morning, explosive diarrhea all through the hotel bed.

Woke up covered in his own filth.

I don't work in a honeymoon location, but I have watched a wedding proposal fail. At a zoo in Australia, a man paid to hold an owl and have the opportunity to propose to his girlfriend. The woman didn't even seem interested in the man, and in the end, there was no proposal.

The whole thing was incredibly awkward to watch, knowing what was meant to happen. hump-day

When my uncle was on his honeymoon in Spain, he came back after 10 days because he missed Indian food. He's still happily married to my aunt, but at the time, she was like, wtf since they still had four days left.


Working in a big hotel, we had a honeymoon suite. One day, a small fire broke out in a housekeeping closet on the same floor as the honeymoon alarms and sprinklers go off on that floor. Fire Dept responds within just a few minutes and proceeds to put 10,000 gallons of water on the burning embers (hey, they use really big hoses). Now we have 6 inches of water on the floor, so we are sloshing around. In the meantime, we are manually checking all rooms to ensure that people are safely evacuated....not from the fire (it is out), but from the water.

Knock on the Honeymoon suite door, no answer, walk back through the living room into the bedroom of the suite, there are the honeymooners going at it full swing. Alarms, smoke, fire truck, and sprinklers did NOT slow them down. I made the decision to just allow them to keep on going...I knew that they were safe. Upon departure, they never said a word about the fire. greed-man

My husband and I get to the airport so excited to go on our once-in-a-lifetime honeymoon. Flights are paid for, the room is paid for, and we are ready to relax and enjoy ourselves after all the stress we just went through in planning a wedding.

Only to find out when we are on the plane that our flight is going to San Jose, California, not San Jose, Costa Rica… enykols

We were given a four-day free stay at a local timeshare. We had to work our regular 9 to 5 jobs during that time.

My wife then almost cut off her finger at work the first day and couldn't swim, be active, have sex, etc., for a while. FlappingHands

The groom ended up sleeping with the bride's best friend on their honeymoon.


Friends of mine spent the first night of their honeymoon in an old sultan's palace. Both ended up with Legionnaires' disease.

Another friend was stung or bitten by something on a dream safari honeymoon and had an allergic reaction and a seizure so severe it broke a couple of vertebrae. plasticcastle

So it's the night of our honeymoon. My husband has left to go get a bottle of champagne for us. While he's out, I decide that I'm going to get into a cute little lingerie set that I'd bought especially for the night because it was my wedding night, and I wanted to look smokin' while getting it on with my hot hubby. I'm in the bathroom getting done up when I hear the door to the hotel room open. Thinking that it was my husband returning, I decide to waltz out and surprise him with my risqué little number. Except it wasn't my husband returning. It was my mother-in-law. My first reaction was to scream because 1. What was she doing here?

2. How did she get into my hotel room (because she paid for the room and her name was on the booking, she got a key from the front desk) and 3. I was practically naked. I race to grab my robe, which is on the bed and cover myself up. She laughed and reassured me, ‘It's nothing I haven't seen before.' Um, okay? But it's something that I DON'T WANT YOU TO SEE. ALSO, WHY ARE YOU HERE? So I ask her, ‘What are you doing here?' This is when she decides to tell me that she and my father-in-law decided to treat themselves to a holiday and are in the hotel room next door. bettydrapers

So my brother got married last week, and he went off on his honeymoon. He's been having a wonderful week, and he left me in charge of taking care of his two cats while he and his wife were out of the country. It was the neighbour from over the road, one who is very friendly with my brother and sister-in-law. She told me that they had found a dead black and white cat just outside the house and wanted to ask me to verify it it was one of his. It had almost certainly been hit by a car… I don't know how I'm going to tell my brother.

They have had the best two weeks of their lives, getting married in a beautiful ceremony and going on a wonderful honeymoon to a fantastic part of the world, and when they get back, I'm going to have to tell them something that will bring their high crashing down. They don't deserve it, the cat didn't deserve it. smudgethekat
They get back on Tuesday morning at about 2 a.m. Tonight I was just chilling in his house as I usually do when I got a knock at the door.

So this story happened nearly a year ago, and I since separated from him because of many, many things, including gaslighting and abuse.When we did the planning for our honeymoon, he really wanted to make a road trip to Ireland. Not my dream honeymoon, I was looking more for something that involved nice beaches to lay all day, a nice spa, and sun…so a more traditional honeymoon.He did not like the idea, so we went with Ireland. I had one big wish for this trip. I wanted to do a Pub crawl in Galway. My best friend was there, and she was fascinated by the relaxed nightlife there, and I'm a big Ed Sheeran fan, so I wanted to be a Galway Girl for one night. Husband was fine with that. He promised me that we would check out the pubs there, drink Guinness and listen to Irish music there. We had two nights in Galway, enough time to experience the nightlife you could think of.

But NO, he was too tired to go out both days. We went to dinner in the city, and on both days, he said right after eating that he wants to go back to the hotel. There was a music festival happening at this time, so it would have been a perfect opportunity to enjoy the pubs, but he wasn't feeling it.So both nights, we headed back to the hotel, both nights I was sad. On the first night, he promised, "We do it tomorrow" on the second night, he just said, "If this is more important for you than spending time with me, just go alone."Looking back, I should have done exactly that. But I stayed, I was sad, and then he had the nerve to start a fight because I was sad. During our honeymoon, he told me that I'm selfish for wanting this one thing during our trip... JustNoSO
But I am still mad about this thing he did during our honeymoon, and I am here to rant…

My friend Jessica and her new wife Linh have just been married in central park N.Y. and are now half way through their honeymoon. They met some "nice guys" in Las Vegas who skimmed their travel card and took $4000.

They still have two hotels to pay for and three weeks of traveling. Shugyosha

My sister is getting married, and there's a bachelor/bachelorette party. Guys are doing something subdued, girls doing something subdued. Girls are going out to eat, then drink, then to a club. We're doing a more relaxed restaurant/bar event. About halfway through, we get garbled texts from the girls. A call comes through, and my brother-in-law says: "Well, boys, the wedding is off." We get up and head to the ER, where the entire bridal party is suffering from some terrible food poisoning. Here's the hitch. This is a destination wedding, and we're far from home. My sister is not going to let this go off the rails.

So, they're given IVs to hydrate and prescriptions. My mom is a nurse and crowds the entire bridal party into two rooms (with the door between the rooms open. The girls are running to bathrooms, throwing up in buckets, and blasting their guts into a bowl. My mom gives a few of them IVs before the wedding and has crammed enough gravol and compasine up their butts and into their veins that not one of them is lucid during the wedding. My sister gets up, gets married, and goes right back to the room. They slept off the results of the drugs. My BIL doesn't want to be rude, so we stayed behind and partied for hours. [deleted]

 My wife and I just made the trip out from Phoenix, AZ. My first ever flight and traveling experience. Spent the last year working and saving up for this trip. Well, once we arrived at our AirBnB this evening, we noticed it is in a disgusting state.

Food on the walls, urine all over the bathroom floor, stains everywhere. We’ve tried contacting the owner and AirBnB and have received no assistance through 4 phone calls. We used a good chunk of our spending budget on a hotel for the night. TheBigAdler

Everything just feels horrible right now. We're not well off, but we were gonna splurge on the honeymoon. Being excited and maybe a bit tired after work, we didn't double-check the date, and it was moved up from the date we had put in.

So now the honeymoon is booked on the wedding day instead of three days after. The trip was non-refundable except for in case of illness (with a doctor's note, very strict rules), and now our only option seems to be to move up the wedding. pmmeurpenguins

My wife slipped on the ice walking out of our reception. She broke her foot, and we spent our wedding night in the hospital. You could say our marriage got off on the wrong foot.

Been married for 35 years. retiredguyus

A few days ago, we rented an apartment in the Canary Islands. Everything was ok, a restaurant under the apartment. I don't mind people talking, etc., but the evening came. It turned out that in this restaurant, there is a concert - a guy with a guitar singing/karaoke. At first, we thought that it's just a one-time event, but no, it's every day. It's between 18-23. I know it's not nighttime, but it's so loud that it's even hard to talk in our apartment. We are even unable to watch TV at this time. It's almost like being under the stage.

We paid upfront for 4 months, agency fee, deposit - over 5k euros in cash (I have just read that it's illegal for payments over 1k in Spain?). We get the arrangement after we paid. I know now that I trust people too much. Of course, the agency does not want to give our money back or just part of it. I know it's partially our fault that we did not check this place before giving the money. The guy who was showing this apartment to us said that it's a calm place "in the evening only old people passing by." The second thing is the Internet, he told us that the Internet will be in 1-2 days. When I asked the director of the agency, she said that the Internet is on us and we have to hire a company to install it. NoAssociation1151

I ended up getting a cold the day before our wedding, and by the second day of the honeymoon, I had a double ear infection. My now ex-husband ended up catching my cold. We spent half of our honeymoon in bed... Miserable.

The other part was us trying to make a show of it to not ruin it for the other one. We ended up going home early, and we both went to urgent care before we even went to the house. arilike

My father was on his deathbed when I got married and passed away a week after his marriage. Obviously, I was in no mood for a honeymoon, and my wife knew my state of mind, and she was excellently supportive.

Yea, we’ve been on vacations after that, but you can’t really call it a honeymoon, can you? Guru Thamaraiselvan

A three-day migraine. She forgot to pack her Imitrex. We had to call her doctor, who called the local pharmacy during the local time and provide the prescription, which the pharmacy then said they didn't have, but a town sixty miles away did.

And since we were honeymooning in the winter in the deep snow, it was two hours there and two hours back, and they had to confirm it was her, which meant she couldn't stay at the cabin we had rented but had to go with me to pick it up. We managed to get it, and she got it under control, but it was no fun for either of us for half the week. thealmightymalachi

We had booked to stay in a brand new section of the resort, which was supposed to be finished 6 months before our honeymoon. It wasn't finished.

Got shuffled around to different bad areas of the resort since they were super overbooked with all the other people planning on staying in the nice new section. V1per41

We just got married, and it was amazing. We had a plan to go to cook’s forest. The day before our wedding our cabin became out of commission, and they said that a cabin down the road could take us, but there would be no internet, and more expensive. When we got there, we were pretty instantly bored. We’re not fishing or hunting people, so we didn’t really know what to do. The activities we wanted to do we did relatively fast, and we were just bored out of our minds. I thought the feeling was mutual as my husband was complaining too.

I also found out I was allergic to something in our cabin, so I wasn’t feeling the best. So we asked for a refund to leave early, and we’re denied, but my husband said we should leave anyways because he was agitated at the lady renting us the cabin, so we packed and left. When we got closer to home, he said he only left because he said I was so unhappy, but he was fine. And I said that we could’ve stayed. He said he didn’t want to stay if half of us was unhappy. So now we are at home, and I’m crying because I feel like I ruined everything, and he’s upstairs upset and trying to sleep it off. ToxiccCookie

My wife and I got married on Saturday. We had a small wedding so that we could have an awesome honeymoon and still have savings left. We paid for it ourselves if that matters. When we mentioned our plans, my parents wanted to come with us and make a family vacation of our honeymoon. I shut that down immediately. But in the last few months, they started "joking" about "just showing up" where we were planning to go. Half because of this and half because we found a great deal, we decided to go to another, even cooler, place but didn't tell my parents. Her parents are watching our dogs, so we had to tell them how to contact us. Sunday night, I get a bunch of texts from my mom, dad, and brother wanting to know where we are. Yep, they showed up at the original honeymoon location "as a fun surprise!!" They were pissed that I "betrayed" them by lying and even more pissed that I refuse to tell them where we are now. Somehow they figured out that her parents know where we are and have apparently been pestering them for info.

When that didn't work, they did apologize, as well as saying that they "forgive me for ruining their first family vacation in a decade." They want to just put this behind us and move on. But the thing is, I don't want to. I don't want their apology. I want them to never have pulled this in the first place. I love my family a lot. It hurts so bad to think of never speaking to them again. And I know it will hurt them deeply if I cut them off. My mom has anxiety, and this will probably cause her to spiral, which my dad and brother will have to deal with. But I just can't deal with this anymore. I just can't keep being the only adult with three adult children needing my constant attention.  hmoondramathrowaway

Fairly horrible. I should have wised up at that point, but I didn't. My ex threw a giant tantrum when I suggested we borrow my sister's loft in the french quarter instead of going to Jamaica like her mom did. I paid for our wedding, and I was running out of cash. I bent and borrowed to make a trip to Jamaica work, it was stressful. Anyhoo, we were booked to an all-inclusive resort, but it wasn't the one that she wanted.

It was sort of off-season at the time, so the other patrons were mostly older (Late 40's to early 60's, I guess). She barely left our room. There were cool events, she wanted none of it. We didn't go sailing, explore the markets, or even attend most of the dinners. Halafax

We took a cruise to Mexico (Pacific side) and got caught in a hurricane. On the first port, my wife got the worst sunburn I've ever seen, and I spent the entire time coating her in aloe and peeling sheets of dead skin off of her. The food on the cruise was atrocious, the portions were small, and the waiters turned their noses up at us even if we asked for more.

To make things worse, my wife and I "waited" for the wedding night, and things did not go smoothly. At all. TheGreenShepherd

Two days before we were due to come home from our Jamaica vacation, I fell asleep in the sun without sunscreen because I was ‘just going to doze for a second.’ Woke up with a beet red back. For the next two days, I was covered in aloe and whimpering like a baby while lying on my stomach.

The flight home was pure hell.