So this was another very nearly didn't happen moment.
Josh actually bought me a trip to Barcelona for a Valentines present in 2018 (which was a bit extreme for valentines as we have never really done it quite like that, some flowers and chocolates usually but i wasn't complaining) This was booked for 2nd March for a long weekend.
Anyway, the day before we were due to fly this happened to when we had that really bad snow storm and being told not to travel. So as we were only flying from Bristol we thought if we drove up the night before, book into a hotel then we don't have too far to travel.
We get to the travel lodge, go to check in. They couldn't find out booking. Josh booked it for a months time. Luckily they had 1 room left, their disabled room.
We put our stuff in the room and went down for dinner, Josh then gets a message from his friend telling him to check our flight as loads are being cancelled. he checked, Cancelled.
So we then thought right lets drive to the airport to double check. Yep definitely cancelled. We drove back to the hotel and on the way back we was trying to find alternative flights, i find flights from Luton i think it was. So because of the time of the flight and where we had to travel we literally used the room for a quick shower and off we went. At this point its is haaaaaaamering it down with thick snow.
We get to the car park and because we were early as didn't want to get stuck in the snow we then had to sleep in the car for about 3 hours, turning the car on and off now and again to keep warm.
Anyway finally get in the airport, get on our plane, they are defrosting our plane as completely frozen. We were on the plane at a stand still for about 2 hours, toilets also weren't in use. AT this point Josh is panicking a little as he's thinking we are never getting to Barcelona im just going to have to propose to her on the plane. I just thought ah well we will just have to re book again.
Well, we did get to Barcelona after the long drama, he booked an amazing hotel and also booked an amazing restaurant at the top of a tower looking over the beach and city, how the F*** i didn't click on what was about to happen i do not know.
So im doing the whole insta story thing, recording everything. We've ordered cocktails, Josh asked this waiter for a photo, i give him my phone, On insta of course so josh has to then go over and make sure its changed to a normal video to catch 'the moment'
I go to sit down with my lovely posh cocktail to pose, josh asks me to stand up, i wasn't like for god sake why just sit down. (still not making it easy for josh) S o i did stand up and Josh says ' i want to make a toast' i looked at him like 'wtf are we toasting the weirdo' he then gets down on his knee, I'm say out loud 'oh my god, no your not' (I'm awful in these on the spot situations, no matter how lovely it is) He completely freezes and tells me he loves me to the moon and back (which is now a ongoing joke) He was so so nervous and had apparently practiced exactly what to say.
Of i said YES! cried a lot, couldn't wait to tell everyone, cant remember anything we ate as was on cloud 9. After this posh, expensive meal and the most romantic proposal we went down to one of the beach bar's order a litre of sangria and then went and had a burger.
That's our very dramatic proposal story.