We're back. We're married!

The wedding day went without any problems, the sun shone and everybody seemed to have a nice time. My fears about the speech soon went away after the third pint.

We got back last night from a short break in Venice. With it being our honeymoon we opted for a little 5 star luxury and stayed at San Clemente Palace. While booking I filled out the "additional comments" box and mentioned it would be our honeymoon. Forgetting I'd done this I was pleasantly surprised that they had upgraded us to a suite and left some Champagne on ice with two glasses. Nice.

Venice itself is an amazing place. It's a shame it's become so tacky and touristy though — over-run by men trying to sell you roses and laser-pens. Then there's the tat they sell in the shops. I was hoping to buy some nice Murano glass as a reminder of our honeymoon. It was all such bad taste though. Unless you're in to prancing glass horses that is.

I know I've talked here about my "When in Rome" approach to travel, so you might be surprised that we didn't take a trip on a gondola. Instead we decided to eat, like Pavarotti. Italian food is amazing and I just can't get enough of it. Especially pizza. Needless to say we're both on diets now.

Getting married is a bit like turning a year older where it's ages before you remember your age has changed. I keep finding myself referring to Karen as my girlfriend and/or partner. Seems strange to refer to somebody as my wife. Unlike getting older this is actually something I'm happy to get used to though.

As soon as I've gathered in all the photos of the event and sorted them out I'll put them online. For now though I need to get my life back to normal...