During a family cruise in February 2001, an unexpected turn led me to an unforeseen career path: honeymoon planning.  Imagine a meticulously planned voyage for a family of six—except I hadn’t accounted for the unpredictable teen factor.

In St. Thomas, our journey veered unexpectedly when our son injured his ankle, prompting a swift return to the ship.  St. Martin repeated the the ankle mishap, while Barbados challenged us with vanishing snorkel masks, leaving only fins surviving!

But wait, there’s more! St. Lucia brought on car sickness among the younger crew—another return to the ship ensued.  Antigua, oh Antigua!  The cramped back seat holding 4 kids sparked a teen rebellion. By San Juan, our teens staged a historic revolt.

Yet, amid the chaos, Puerto Rico became a paradise.  Our final days there were pure joy, as the kids embraced the freedom of a schedule-less existence, reveling in our hotel and the ocean.  It was heavenly—a revelation that sparked an idea.

That parental epiphany led to my entrepreneurial journey: a romance travel company minus the teenage escapades.  Crafting blissful getaways without the teenage drama?  Pure magic, wouldn’t you agree?