Samuel had planned it all, with so much time and detail, that he decided to wait for the beginning of spring, for everything to be perfect.
He did not say nothing to Edna, even he had promised his wife she would enjoy it. It would be the most intriguing honey moon she could think.
Both crossed the Atlantic by plane, to stop in London. The first step was to take a walk through the Cutty Sark, a sailboat from 1800, charmingly restored, large sails, several masts, giving his final lap by the sea before being sent to a drydock, to become a museum. Drake had bought the ticket a long time ago, and for a reason more than obvious. It was a bloody pirate ship in the present time. Samuel, despite acting charming and wonderful, could not hide his extreme fascination.
The next day they walked by several landmarks in architecture, only to spend nearly half hours on the day after inside the National Maritime Museum. There was so much to see, they both looked like children.
Two days relaxed walking outside, for, in the third, dine in an elegant restaurant and witness a large concert of the Symphony Orchestra of London. Edna enjoyed every note as if it were the last. Especially since his doomed husband had get almost the best seats.
Their journey moved to France where after several days visiting castles, cathedrals and churches, they locked themselves in the Louvre and they spent almost twelve hours analyzing paintings as the two nerds of culture they were.
In the same country, they walked through Giverny, a rural village, picturesque, where was the house of the painter Monet and, most importantly, his gardens. An idyllic green space, fantastic, pull out from the fairytale most beautiful ever described. Plagued with flowers where could see, willows, ponds, that they took the speech to Edna for all day, and even they hit Samuel, who was not too fond of gardens.
They then traveled to a little touristy place, but even to Drake did not cause him practically nothing, to Edna just made her want to stay for several months. And it is that Samuel had taken a stay dedicated to breeding great horses. Of course, she caressed every equine and even she rode in a pair. And at night she was still so cazy who also rode her husband, in the most carnal way.
The last stop was bound for Holland. They flew to Amsterdam, they walked at night in the streets of paintings, with lamplight shining on the floor and in her eyes. They walked in one of the forests, they walked in Keukenhof Gardens, in a sea of multicolored tulips that mimicked the brushstrokes of a rainbow.
Then they went to several ports, on several trips by sea, until Samuel seemed to give her a hint of what followed.
It was early, with the sun just raised the horizon, they two alone, in a small boat, with motor, strangely, without their bags, as he had commanded to send to the destination, the day before.
- We are almost there- He said.
She did not care too much, she loved the water, and loved to leave her hand skimming the surface.
- I'll tell you as it's called- Drake spoke again.
- ¿The what?- She looked at him, under her wide straw hat.
- Where we will spend nine days of our honeymoon.
- ¿The last two weeks were not our honeymoon?
- Almost…- He smiled- Those were holidays... Please, that we barely had sex in the meantime trip. Nine days now, are only two of us, and maybe some walk. But mostly...
- Sex- She finished, laughing- ¿So? ¿As it is called?
- Giethoorn.
- I'm not familiar with her discography- She joked.
- You will see…
And as he had said, Edna soon saw what was Giethoorn. It was a bloody paradise. Also called the Venice of the North, or the Venice of Holland, it was a village without roads, only channels calm waters, small houses colonial style in plots of land upholstered in unpolluted grass, flowers everywhere, leafy trees, willows dreamily caressing the water, wooden bridges, sound of nature, smell of countryside and peace.
- My God…- She murmured, shocked by the beauty of the place- ¿T-this is real? ¿We are dead?
- Is Giethoorn- He smiled, deliberately passing very close to a willow- ¿You remember when I shouted that i had found it? This is what i had found.
- Good heavens...- She touched the willow- Here I will live when I am old...
- You are old- He joked.
- Older. Very old…
- Let's see if I can find the house... I ordered the most charmingly and romantic that had available.
- I would eat you with kisses right now If not worry me turn the boat- She looked him deeply- Be prepared for when we touch land.
- I think I feel a bit hurry... So… Suddenly- He accelerated slightly.
As he had asked, they had the most beautiful house, luckily, was also away. Not in size, but by the appearance of tale, with their exterior walls carpeted with flowering vines, willows around, wild flowers everywhere, a cherry blossoms in the back. He recognized it immediately, he had seen on the internet.
- This is- He said, bringing the boat to the dock.
- ¿This?- She looked at him- ¿Seriously? ¿T-this? This?
- ¿Did you have the disc scratched? Yes Edy, this ¿What? ¿You do not like it?
- It's... too beautiful- She looked the place- It can not be real.
- Whatever you say…- He accommodated the boat and stopped- If you want we go.
Edna left the boat as if they were sinking, to stay up and look at the site, fearing that if she advance, the illusion rend. Samuel, slowly walked to her side, taking her hand.
Automatically she held him by the neck, kissing him slowly and deeply, squeezing against her. He smiled before being lost in the charm of taste her mouth and caressed her back under clothing.
- My love…- She delight in his mouth- Samy... God...
- ¿You like?- He muttered.
- I love it…- She bit his lower lip- You are wonderful.
- Come on- He took her hands.
Delighted, she was allowed to drive up into the house. The place was so beautiful inside than outside, delicately decorated, with their belongings waiting next to a column. The place was ideal for spending several days in peace. Even had a jacuzzi, the site automatically turned in the next place for a night of sex.