For those of you kind enough to be following the Hot Cocoas' engagement story, you'll remember that after a close run-in with Canadian immigration, we landed in Prince Edward Island, the destination of my surprise 31st birthday trip. P.E.I.'s tourism industry is centered around Anne of Green Gables. But while quite a bit of it is faux-Avonlea (complete with a faux village in which tourists sporting faux-Anne braids interact with faux-Annes, Dianas, and Gilberts), it's also a real maritime province -- rustic, charming, authentic:
And I managed to overcome my shock and tears to say yes, but only after making him asking me multiple times. Because the only thing better than one romantic proposal is multiple romantic proposals!
For all you kindred spirits out there, we did in fact go to Green Gables the next day (my actual birthday). We strolled Lovers' Lane, which you can see in the photo below is basically a glorified muddy path, but I suppose Anne would say that this just means there's scope for imagination.