We met through friends in the fall of 2019 while studying in Limerick, Ireland, and quickly became inseparable.
With the end of the school year approaching, it didn't take us long to realize we couldn’t let our relationship end there. From then, a plan formed: Clara would move to Canada after graduation, and we would start our life together there. Easy…right?
Then COVID happened.
Borders closed, the entire world shut down, and our carefully crafted plan fell apart almost overnight. Harry flew back to Canada while Clara returned to France.

After months apart, Harry quit his job and flew there so we could wait out the restrictions together. We were convinced Canada would reopen its borders within a few months. Plot twist, it didn't.
As Harry's time in France was running out, Canada announced that foreign spouses would be allowed to enter the country. Not exactly thrilled about the idea of being separated yet again, we came to the conclusion that getting married was “not that crazy, you know?”.
With some research, we discovered that Denmark was one of the easiest places to get married during the pandemic. So, with the help of a wedding agency, some creative paperwork, and a rented German car, we set off for the Las Vegas of Europe. Against all odds, we made it across the border and were married on October 10, 2020, in the small town of Maribo. Our only guests and witnesses were the owners of the wedding agency, and our officiant was introduced simply as a "local politician." To this day, we're still not entirely sure what he said during the ceremony, but we're fairly confident he married us.
After a global pandemic, closed borders, a (slightly illegal) road trip, and one very unconventional wedding, we finally moved to Canada and are now enjoying every moment together.
Now, nearly seven years later, we're excited to celebrate again—this time with our family and friends by our side, a ceremony we can actually understand, and considerably fewer border restrictions.