Message in a Bottle...Continued

The Bottle

The night was clear. The water was calm. The air was warm. As I was snuggling in Troy's arms, I was completely captivated in the wonder of the night. We were talking, laughing and having a GREAT time, when all of a sudden the Gondolier, he called himself Guido, asked me if I could please do him a favor. (Now, because of the Canopy I could not see him, only hear him, and up to that point he had been singing) I wondered what it could be. He said that there was some litter in the water and everyone tried really hard to keep the Newport Harbor clean, and if I would be so kind as to reach in and pull it into the Gondola. I was bewildered to say the least, but oh well, it was only a bottle. So I grabbed the bottle and to my SURPRISE there was a note (scroll) stuck in the top and covered with cellophane.

The Proposal

As I removed the cellophane and opened the scroll, I saw that it was for me. Troy had written a poem and ended with "Will you marry me?" I was overwhelmed, shocked and thrilled all at the same time. I could not get over the fact there was a bottle floating in the water and it was for me. Some random bottle was for me. How many bottles floating in the water are actually addressed to people? Not many, I was floored. I looked at him, very emotionally and nodded yes, then said yes and then he gave me my ring. I cannot convey to you how I felt at that moment. Words cannot describe. The ring he gave was a temporary, he said that we would go and pick out the ring that I wanted. I was overjoyed. The Gondolier then headed back to the docks.

At The Docks

As we arrived back at the docks, the Gondolier and the other strange man, that wasn't strange anymore, told me they were very happy for us and took a picture of us in the Gondola. At this time I realized, OHHHH MYYY GOOOSSSSHHH! I look horrible, I have NO make-up on, an 'ole baggy sweatshirt and ratty jeans. I'm serious, I looked hideous. But he snapped the picture anyhow. Anyhow, he said for us to go into the office where they could take another one and put it on their wall. I begged them to let me put on some make-up but they insisted that I looked fine and snapped that camera again. Yes, as I speak that picture is on their wall and though it’s not my “best” picture, it is my happiest!!

The End!!! (Or Should I Say... The Beginning?)

Troy & Margie