So what happens after you’ve made the decision to elope, or even just get married? Where do you even start? There are so many things to consider.
We are quite lucky that we had already planned a trip to visit Mike’s dad in Macedonia this year, so we decided to kill two birds with one stone by eloping and honeymooning at the same time. It also cut out a lot of the thought process; we no longer had to sit down and think about when we might want to get married and we didn’t need to consider a guest list, all we needed to work out were a few little details; like where in Greece we wanted to marry, where we were going to stay and what we were going to wear. At least that’s what we thought.
In my mind, planning an elopement was going to be the easiest task ever; I am a super organised person and love the challenge of organising events. With my blasé attitude and lack of understanding of what is actually involved in planning any wedding, February rolled around and I finally decided to start Googling Greece. Thanks to Pinterest, I had decided that I wanted to get married in Santorini. I mean look at this place!
*Photo sourced from Divine Weddings Santorini
Little did I know that Santorini is, like, the world’s favourite wedding destination, and even though the Greek economy is not that great at the moment, it seems you would need to give up your first born to afford a wedding in Santorini. So Santorini was out!
I realised quite quickly that eloping was going to be harder than I thought; it was especially going to be tricky as we weren’t actually in Greece and couldn’t meet with people or check out venues.
As our new café had just opened its doors and honestly, I was on the verge of a meltdown; Mike and I weren’t sleeping and all we were doing was working, I decided that I just didn’t have the capacity or the mental strength to plan our wedding, at least not by June 2016. We really wanted to be married and we couldn’t think of a better way to do it, then eloping whilst we were already going to be on our holiday, so we really wanted to make it work. As girls do, I ran to my mum for advice — I ring her with all of my problems. My amazing mum knew how stressed out Mike and I had both been with the shop and everything else happening in our lives, that she decided she would take over the planning for me. I seriously don’t know what I would do without my mum.
I wrote my mum a list of what I had in mind and the basics of what I needed; flowers, photographer, hotel etc. and I left it with her. Within a few days my mum was shooting off emails across the globe in an attempt to plan my wedding. My mum was amazing; she short-listed a bunch of hotels and negotiated a deal with a wedding planner in Greece. She had thought of absolutely everything! And then we hit a snag; my mum had discovered that there is quite a bit of paperwork involved with eloping in Greece. Not only would we have to fill out paperwork for DFAT in Australia, Greece also has their own rules for eloping — which includes announcing your wedding in the local Greek newspaper a couple of weeks before the big day, and providing birth certificates translated to Greek.
Whatever happened to the days of running away to get married without a care in the world?! I’m not saying eloping is impossible, but it’s definitely a lot more work than we had planned on. To announce your wedding in the local paper, you have to be in Greece, and translating your birth certificate into Greek costs quite a bit of money. We realised that the cost and difficulty of eloping was quickly getting out of control.
Mike and I had to reconsider our options.