Chris's dad got a yellow VW Westfalia for just $1000 years ago in a stroke of luck. Eventually, the bus (The Colonel) became Chris's, and it went with him to Ontario where everyone joked that the bus was the love of his life.
That is, until he met Kat. This beautiful soul came along and fit perfectly in the passenger seat.
Flash forward to a year ago. Recently engaged and having decided to get married in Newfoundland where Chris is from, these cuties stumbled upon me and I am incredibly grateful they did. When Kat told me they had an antique yellow Westfalia they'd be driving down for the wedding, I nearly fell out of my seat because I've wanted this exact bus since I was a little kid (and even have a mini replica of it on my shelf)!
Yesterday, I was completely honoured to finally meet these two. They gave me the biggest bear hugs, and Chris didn't even judge me when I literally went weak in the knees and couldn't speak properly for about half an hour upon seeing the Colonel (it took me about an hour to recover LOL).
They shared a beautiful ceremony with their own vows. They didn't complain about the rain ONCE. We adventured by the sea, just us and the bus, documenting another milestone in their life in the most epic way possible. Everyone cried all night at the reception (especially at her dad's speech, waterworks) and so much love was shared. Kat surprised her new husband with a recording of their first dance song that she sang herself, and they swayed underneath the lights of Yellowbelly.
Thank you SO much, Kat and Chris. People like you make me love my job. You are both so generous, loving, kindhearted, adventurous souls and when we met I felt like we had been friends for years. Thank you for bringing me along on yours and the bus's most amazing adventure yet.