Over the summer, my bosses gave me some time off from work. When I told my fiancé Dan about the vacation time, he made arrangements for us to go to NYC and watch our friend in a kickboxing tournament. When the morning we were to travel to NYC came, we went to the airport to check in. It turns out that the tickets were not for NYC; they were for Aruba! We arrived in Aruba to a room with flowers, champagne and chocolate-covered strawberries. He brought me out to the balcony and told me he loved me about 100 times and then asked me to marry him! Dan had arranged everything: the time off, collaboration with friends in NYC and even a sunset dinner on the beach in Aruba.