So I mentioned in this post that my boyfriend proposed over the summer on the third day of our trip to Ireland and England. I figured now would be a good time to tell that story. But don’t worry! This won’t be the last you’ll see about my amazing summer spent overseas.
We had spent our first two days of our trip exploring Dublin (which I’ll be writing more about later — we fell in love with the city!) and Corey decided he wanted to do something “fun” for our last full day in Ireland. I’m a type-A personality and I’m used to making
all the vast majority of the plans in our relationship, so I was a little nervous about him taking the reigns. But he was so excited about planning a seemingly-random trip to a little town south of Dublin called Dun Laoghaire, so I figured I should let him have his day.
I had no clue what was in store for me in that little seaside town.
It was raining when we got there but the weather soon started to cooperate a little more, and we were even able to capture a photo of a gorgeous rainbow over Dun Laoghaire Pier. I had just suddenly lost my grandma 4 months before, so I took this to be a sign that she was watching over me on my trip.
We explored the town a bit more and then went to a pretty fancy restaurant where Corey INSISTED on eating. Try as I might (and, trust me, I did try), I could not get Corey to abandon this restaurant and opt for a cheaper option. Little did I know that eating at this restaurant was all part of his plan.
After we were done with dinner, I was getting anxious about needing to catch the train back to Dublin before dark, so I started pestering Corey to leave. Looking back on this now, I was SERIOUSLY annoying on MULTIPLE occasions throughout that day. But, again, Corey insisted that we go for a walk on the Dun Laoghaire Pier before leaving. He insisted so much that I finally gave in.
We hadn’t walked far before Corey saw a gazebo that he again INSISTED upon standing in. I mean, insisted. I have never seen a person so excited about seeing a decorative structure. I distinctly remember thinking to myself “man, I never knew this guy had such a thing for gazebos.”
So again I decide to humor him and walk onto the gazebo. Just to make this moment even more difficult for Corey, I saw a sizable black dog walk by and started to run off the gazebo to pet it. (Let’s be real, who would turn down such a pet session?)
The next few scenes must have played out like a bad RomCom for all the passersby. I will forever be indebted to all those wonderful Irish people for not laughing at us.
Corey yells “wait!”, I turn around, all of a sudden I don’t see Corey, then I look down and see him on one knee.
Now, I have no clue why, but my first reaction was to genuinely think that he was joking.
The last thing I remember saying is “Corey, stand up.” Then I saw the box and the ring and lo and behold, I blacked out.
Luckily, Corey had hired a professional photographer to capture the moment, so at least I have some pictures to prove that this really happened.
The first thing I remember Corey saying is “Why would I be joking? Didn’t you notice this guy following us around taking our pictures?”
No, I had not.
He gestured to the gazebo steps where I saw said guy waving while holding a camera.
(Shout out to Mark Harrison at https://www.harrisonphotography.ie )
I must be the most unobservant person in the world.
Mark went on to take a pretty good amount of pictures of us and I could not be more happy that Corey had the foresight to hire a professional to capture the moment. It was especially fun to be able to send the pictures to our family and friends back home (and I had a pretty big selection of cute shots to post to my Instagram).
I hope you enjoyed the (short) version of our proposal story! I’ll be posting many more pictures of our Ireland and England adventures soon!