In ran into this story while roving the internets this morning. I thought it was just too cute to not share. You can read it at the original site here.
Child Eloper’s Africa Plan Foiled
The budding lovebirds, identified as Mika and Anna-Lena, packed bathing costumes, sunglasses and a lilo and headed for the airport.
They even had the presence of mind to invite along an official witness – Anna-Lena’s seven-year-old sister.
The three got as far as Hanover railway station before police intervened.
The young couple were “very much in love” and had decided to get married in Africa “where it is warm”, police spokesman Holger Jureczko told the AFP news agency.
The idea for the getaway wedding was born as the children’s families celebrated New Year’s eve together and Mika regaled the two girls with stories of a recent holiday to Italy.
The following morning, as their parents slept, the intrepid trio walked 1km (0.6 miles) to the local tram station at Langenhagen, where they hopped aboard a tram for Hanover central station.
But the group aroused the suspicion of a guard as they waited for a train to the airport, and police were called in.
Officers persuaded the children they would not get far without tickets and money, but consoled them with a free tour of the police station, where they were shortly picked up by relieved parents.
Although any marriage plans have been put on hold for now, police did not altogether rule out the possibility of an African wedding.
“They can still put their plan into action at a later date,” AFP quoted the spokesman as saying.
My favorite parts: 1. He wooed them with tales of his vacation to Italy, and 2. they brought a witness!
That being said, if the bwun ever wooes some girl with tales of our vacation, and then runs off at age seven without telling us, I will kill him. Not really, but still.
I wanted to point out that the reason I made a sign pointing to the Bwun is so that you wouldn’t think I just ate a lot over the holidays. I did that too, but the Bwun cleverly hides the extra weight. Thanks, Bwun!
Eight weeks left – and tomorrow we have the joy of going down to Payson for the first of 5 childbirth classes. Although, we’ll miss one later in the month for a ski trip with the Romgi’s family (and no, I will not be skiing) – but, as that’s the same night that the new season of LOST premiers, I kind of doubt we would have gone to class then anyway.