My boyfriend of 5 years told me I was going to need my passport for a day trip, but didn't need to pack any bags! It was a mystery. We went to Heathrow airport and I sat looking at the departure board not having a clue where we were going. Then, he suddenly said that our flight was boarding.
"Which one?" I said.
"Venice" he replied.
I was astonished. We had a short flight to Venice, and hopped onto a private speedboat to speed across the lagoon. I felt like a film star. Then we had an amazing lunch in St Mark's Square, followed by a gondola ride. But why all the expense? I then got a clue when I saw my boyfriend fumbling in his pocket, trying to get down on one knee in a rocky Gondola. As we sailed past Vivaldi's house I said "yes".