Last week, we did a wonderful ridge hike to see the fall colors in Denali. There was some snow, some slipping, and lots of burning in my legs.
It took us longer to finish the hike than expected, what with the snow and the wind storm up on the ridge. So, we missed our shuttle back out of the park. Rather than wait an hour and a half for the next bus, my husband, our friend, and I decided to hitchhike out of the park. It took a few minutes and a few waving tourists (a thumb out is a plea to get out of the cold, not a friendly hello), before a really nice car with two gentlemen seated up front pulled over.
The three of us piled into the back, keeping our walking sticks in reach (you can never be too careful).
The men were very nicely dressed and well groomed for Denali. The driver was probably in his mid-fifties and the passenger in his young twenties. We made small talk with the driver while the passenger looked uncomfortable, shrinking down in his seat.
We asked why they were in Denali, and it turned out they were on their honeymoon! We all congratulated them, and the passenger turned around and gave a demure thank you. As we talked more, we realized the passenger didn’t really speak English. Which was fine. He’s from Costa Rica and just got approval to move to America after the wedding. But the driver didn’t speak a language the passenger could understand. They couldn’t talk to each other!
On the one hand, love is love. But on the other hand, how can you love someone you can’t talk to? How did they meet? Why did the passenger look so off put? When we got out of the car, all of us had come to the same strange conclusion: Mr. Passenger was a mail order bride! Well, groom really. But I’ve never even considered the concept of a mail order groom.
Some rich guy saved all his UPC codes and sent out to Costa Rica for a spouse! I don’t know how I feel about mail order brides. I suppose if no one is forced into anything and everyone is happy, then whatever floats your boat is fine with me. But that mail order male seemed terrified that his new husband had brought him to a frozen mountain range for their honeymoon.
I wish them the best of luck and happiness, but damn that was weird.