*This is absolutely a true story, but names have been changed to protect the slutty. *
This happened about ten years ago. My cousin, who was more like my sister growing up, was having the fairytale wedding of her dreams in Walt Disney World in Florida. Because it was a destination wedding, and because Disney is so pricey, it was a small affair, as far as most weddings go. Just close family and friends.
Me, being the giant kid that am (even though I was in my late-twenties at the time), decided to take advantage of the location and fly down a week early to live it up in the parks before the wedding itself.
It was supposed to be a surprise for my girlfriend at the time, but two weeks before we were set to go, we had a little disagreement. I preferred she not secretly be sleeping with her ex when she said she was working late. She disagreed.
I cared more about the lying than the cheating, to be honest, but either way, two weeks later I found myself alone on a bus full of families from the Orlando airport to a moderate-priced Disney hotel.
The only people on the bus without screaming, rambunctious kids was myself and the couple sitting across the aisle from me.