Black Journeys: Stories of Legacy, Resilience, and Wanderlust

Black Love Travels

Wheelchairs Don’t Stop Adventure

“Happy Anniversary, Ava,” Avery whispered, kissing his wife’s sleep-soft cheek.

“Mmm, morning,” she murmured, blinking away the last remnants of dreams.

“You know our usual ice cream date?” Avery began a hint of mischief in his voice. “For our 10th, I think we deserve something…bigger.”

Ava sat up, intrigued. “Oh yeah? Like what? I’m always down for a good almond ice cream bar…”

“This,” he declared, showing her the grand image, “will make that bar taste even sweeter. I’m taking you to the Hamilton Mausoleum in Scotland.”

Avery, eyes alight with excitement, unfurled the brochure. Glossy photos depicted a towering stone dome against a misty Scottish landscape.

Ava’s eyes widened, a smile blooming across her face. “Are you kidding? Yes! Absolutely!” She surged forward, wrapping Avery in a hug that was both surprised and warmly affectionate, her laughter bubbling up.

He scrolled through his phone, a faint smile playing on his lips. He tapped the screen once, then looked up. “I’ve been saving for this,” he admitted, a touch of pride in his tone, “I wanted to…