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Best and Worst: The honeymoon edition.

Hey, pals.

Welcome to Best and Worst – a forum in which Mamamia writers and readers to share their highlights and lowlights every Friday. Sometimes in this space we also celebrate our achievements, air our grievances, ask and give advice about everything from career negotiations to  love life woes.

But this week, I’m going to be a little bit annoying by sharing news of my recent honeymoon. (I know: There’s nothing more annoying than people who go on about their holidays, so I’m going to keep this as short and un-nauseating as possible. Promise not to incorporate any #sickeninghashtags about how #blessed I am.)

Ben and Grace on honeymoon.

We made an discovery on our honeymoon, though. You know how people are often lovely to old ladies and little kids? Like how waiters gave you crayons in restaurants when you were young? It’s a bit the same when you’re on honeymoon, except they give you champagne instead.

For example: There we were, expecting a little old room at our hotel in Slovenia, when we got moved into a freaking FOUR-ROOM SUITE in a presidential palace with lake views.

The view from our upgrade room. I mean, really. (Thank you, Vila Bled.)

And then, like magic, the same thing happened in Venice (thank you, Hotel Rialto). And then we got a discount on a gondola ride. And then we got free tickets to the Art Biennale. #NotEvenHumbleBragging #JustAStraightBragging

I’ve never been a Disney-fairytale-ending type, but it would have been easy to start believing married life would forever mean sunsets and canal views and lovely hotels leaving us boxes of chocolates. Or at least, endless strolls down quaint, sunny Italian streets clutching hands romantically, in the style of Mariah and James.

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Ridiculous.

But there was a catch.

So carried away did we get with our fancy freebie-grabbing, we got big-headed enough to ask an airline whether they had any complimentary upgrades going for our long-haul flight (I’ve heard that’s a thing that happens sometimes, okay?)

PS: You can see pics of Grace’s wedding here.

Like the moral of a childhood fable, we soon got our come-uppance for being greedy. Responding to our upgrade request, the employees behind the Malaysia Airlines desk had us wait for a couple of hours before one finally gave us a winning grin, happily tapped away at her computer searching for availability, then finally responded: “Sure! We have upgrades available… for approximately TWELVE HUNDRED DOLLARS.”

She then sent us on our way to endure a lengthy layover, followed by such in-flight cinematic gems as The Second Best Exotic Marigold Hotel.  #soblessed

Our freebie bubble was, rightly popped: We were back to paying for upgrades and squidging our legs into weird contortions to nap at strange intervals on a 30-hour trip, just like regular old non-honeymooners.

And that’s just how it should have been. Otherwise, we might’ve started demanding our own private jet à la Kimye.

If you like looking at wedding pictures, you can see editor-in-chief Jamila’s wedding pics here.

Also you can read about a proposal that happened at a wedding, here.

So, that’s my news. What’s been happening in your world?