If you didn’t
know, (which is pretty unlikely, as everyone seems to know everybody’s business
these days) I’m engaged! I have been engaged since February of this year, when
I proposed to my boyfriend Ryan on the leap year. If you are yet to read the
full story, you can click here.
It seems
that most people get confused when they discover Ryan proposed to me as well!
Well, to clear things up I thought I would make this little blog post.
Ryan was
planning on proposing since the beginning of the year; as was I. It’s crazy
how similar we are. After he plucked up the courage to ask my dad for permission
to propose, he was SHOCKED when I had beat him too it. This didn’t stop Ryan
from waning to propose in his own way, and I’m glad it didn’t. I always wanted Ryan
to propose. I just wanted to be cheeky and get in there first!
During the
month of March, Ryan and I took a trip to Holland. We travelled with our good friends
Chloe, Linh and Tom. We stayed with my lovely friend, and Uni flat mate at the
time, Sanne. Her house and family were also just as lovely as her!
It was on
the 28th of March when we took a trip into Amsterdam town. The
weather had been pretty shitty for all of the holiday so far, so it was a pleasant surprise
when there was actually some sunshine on this day! We began to walk around the charismatic city, on the hunt for the sex museum. Along the way we had stopped to watch street performers, nose around gift shops and snap memories. Anyways... the six of us had been on the
hunt for this famous sex museum for over twenty minutes now. Where the hell was
it? Eventually we arrived at this stunning location. There was a beautiful
bridge, a canal that sparkled beneath us, I remember saying “This place looks
far too nice for a sex museum”. This is when Ryan turned to me and said “Shall
we get a picture anyway?” It was a gorgeous location, so why not?
We stood together,
with the sunshine in the background. My friends all got out their phones. “Which
one are we smiling at?” I questioned. It was then and there than Ryan dropped
to one knee. I was in utter shock! My friends began cheering, bystanders began
to form around us. I couldn’t believe what was happening. “Alexandra Grace,
will you marry me?” Of course I was going to say yes, after all, I already had
a temporary ring on. Although nothing compared to the one that was glistening
in the box right in front of me. Ryan also presented a golden padlock that read ‘Will
you marry me?’ on the front. I didn’t even notice that we were standing on a famous
‘padlock bridge’ in Amsterdam, because I was too busy looking for the bloody
sex museum!
After he
had placed the ring on my figure and the padlock was securely on the bridge, I
wiped the happy tears away from my eyes. I turned to my friends, “did you know
about this?” they all laughed. Of course they knew. They had known even before the holiday that he was planning on proposing. I had no idea! Once my adrenaline had
settled a little, I remember turning to my friends asking, “Were we even
looking for the sex museum?” Surprise, surprise, of course we weren’t.
We sat in
the Amsterdam sunshine and grabbed a lager, discussing the humorous attempts of
keeping the secret from me all holiday. We laughed for hours about all the little ‘slip
ups’ people had made that i had been oblivious too, or that fact that we were never
actually looking for the sex museum! Had me fooled. Once we had finished our lagers, and
nibbled a nacho or two, we decided it was only right to end the day with a
visit the sex museum! And I’ll tell you what, it’s so interesting – I definitely
recommend if you’re ever in Amsterdam. (Oh and in case you’re wondering… It’s
super easy to find. Right on the main high-street!)
In the evening
we took a night cruise around the canals. It was the perfect end to the perfect
day. I couldn’t have asked to share my special day with anyone else. It was absolutely
perfect, and I wouldn’t change it for the world! I’m incredibly lucky to have
such amazing friends, and even lucky to have such an incredible Fiancé.
