I like vacations. They’re fun…
Okay I’ll write a bit more than that. In fact, there’s so much to tell I’m gonna split it into three parts. Call it my vacation trilogy. Kim and I flew out Thursday, the 2nd, and guess who else did? Laura Kl – Eeee – eye – n! We ran into each other while we were waiting for our flight, yes the same flight. Random, eh? The flight sucked though. It was late, so they didn’t get our bags onto the transfer and there was a ton of turbulence so we couldn’t sleep on the red eye. I spent the next 4 or 5 days exhausted.
So we arrived and Marc picked us up from the airport. We hung out at his parents and then picked up Effie to visit the tea leaf reader. Effie was really frazzled since Jacks’ parents had decided to come early and stay with them before the wedding – bad idea Jack. We treated Effie to some Thai food and fun with crystals and tea leaves. A nice man whose name I think was Harvey read our crystals and tea leaves (he says he’s stronger with the crystals). We stopped at Praline’s for some ice cream and then we were off to the rehearsal dinner.
The rehearsal was quick and went well with the help of an extremely bossy, comes with the package of getting married at Old Sturbridge Village wedding coordinator lady. The food at the dinner was great and everyone gave speeches whether they wanted to or not thanks to Jack’s dad. After dinner Effie’s father shared some Peruvian pisco with us.
The next day was the wedding and all that led up to it. I’m amazed more and more that weddings even happen seeing how as they’re probably one of the most planning intensive and coordinated things that will happen in most people’s lives. This wedding went off without a hitch with a beautiful ceremony. Effie was beautiful in her dress, her cousin sang and made people cry, and people were all happy. I have to say though, by far my favorite part was the reception.
The bar was open, the snacks were great, and everyone was having a blast. The food was great, but there was hardly time to eat it because as soon as the music was on, there were people partying it up on the dance floor. The DJ was awesome. He was this old man name Seth who knew how to party. There were balloons, big hands, conga lines, slow dances and all sorts of other fun stuff. I caught the garter and ended up having to wear it (something about gender equality, I forget whose idea that was).
After the reception, which ended too early at midnight, a bunch of us hung out in the hotel for a little while longer. The next morning we said out goodbyes and Effie and Jack were off on their honeymoon to Mexico, and Abbey and Marc drove Kim and I to Western Massachusetts for the next part of our trip.