Playful wedding vows for a partner at a destination wedding

Remember when we booked this whole destination wedding thing and your mom asked 'are you sure' four separate times? I was sure. I'm still sure. I'd fly to the edge of a map for you, apparently, because here we are.

I promise to be the one who finds the good snorkeling spot and the good hangover tacos, in that order, for the rest of our lives.

I promise to keep packing light so there's room in the suitcase for your eleven 'just in case' outfits.

Remember the night before we left, when the rental car GPS died and we got hilariously lost on the way to the airport hotel? I promise to always be calm-ish in the face of our shared chaos, and to laugh about it by the time we land.

I promise this is the first of many trips where I annoy you by taking too many pictures of the sky and not enough of you smiling at it. I'll work on that. Slowly.

Remember when you said 'trust me, I booked us an upgrade' and we ended up in a room with a view of the parking lot? I trusted you then. I'm trusting you with everything now, parking lot included.

I promise to be the one who remembers the sunscreen, the passports, and where we actually parked, because someone has to be the responsible one on this adventure.

I promise to let you pick the music for every road trip, even the questionable playlist from that lost-GPS night, because watching you sing badly is one of my favorite shows.

Remember getting lost on the way to the airport hotel, both of us laughing too hard to be stressed? I promise to always find the funny side with you, wherever we end up, however late we are.

I promise to stand still for just one more photo of the sky, every single time, because if it matters to you, it matters to me — and secretly, I kind of love your eye for a good horizon.