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The Not-Corpse Bride
Oct. 3rd, 2005 11:50 am500 miles is not so far to travel to see an old friend have the happiest day of her life. I'm not sure if it was the happiest, but I don't ever remember her smiling so much as I did this past Saturday. Tegin, Heatray, and I took a long road trip this weekend to see Mrfph and her beau D tie the knot in Alexandria, Va.
The trip down and back was fairly grueling. Seven hours is about the longest I can stay on the road with any degree of focus. We stopped over at my parent's in Manchester, who were good enough to put us up (or put up with us) and feed up breakfast. The weather was in the high 70's and sunny, a perfect day to travel. Or get married. We took a detour to the Inner Harbor for tasty fish and chips and cold cider, then hightailed back to the wedding itself.
The ceremony was short and sweet, and I got a bit of a surprise by seeing a few familiar faces in the wedding party (shout out to kara, who no longer graces livejournal with her presence). The bride and groom rode away in an old Model T, and the rest of us made our way to her parent's house for the reception.
It was amazing. Their house was beautiful, with a large yard and small grotto in the back. We sat under a tent at the Cambridge table, which had the youngest average age by far. The head table was named after a location from the bride's favorite TV show, Murder She Wrote. The food was absolutely amazing, the beef wellington was among the best food I've ever eaten (good enough to give me sushi-face), and everything else was top notch as well. The waitstaff were extremely professional: refilling your glass, constantly smiling, even folding your napkins once you left the table. There was a small dance floor set up, and as Im sure you could guess, much dancing was done. I don't think many of them were used to dancers like IndustrialSteve and I, because a lot of photo's and videos were taken. I hope they realize that dancing in motion and snapshots of dancing will yield very different results!
I am incredibly, incredibly happy for Mrfph and D, and I'm sure they will have a long and happy life together. Much love to you both.
The trip down and back was fairly grueling. Seven hours is about the longest I can stay on the road with any degree of focus. We stopped over at my parent's in Manchester, who were good enough to put us up (or put up with us) and feed up breakfast. The weather was in the high 70's and sunny, a perfect day to travel. Or get married. We took a detour to the Inner Harbor for tasty fish and chips and cold cider, then hightailed back to the wedding itself.
The ceremony was short and sweet, and I got a bit of a surprise by seeing a few familiar faces in the wedding party (shout out to kara, who no longer graces livejournal with her presence). The bride and groom rode away in an old Model T, and the rest of us made our way to her parent's house for the reception.
It was amazing. Their house was beautiful, with a large yard and small grotto in the back. We sat under a tent at the Cambridge table, which had the youngest average age by far. The head table was named after a location from the bride's favorite TV show, Murder She Wrote. The food was absolutely amazing, the beef wellington was among the best food I've ever eaten (good enough to give me sushi-face), and everything else was top notch as well. The waitstaff were extremely professional: refilling your glass, constantly smiling, even folding your napkins once you left the table. There was a small dance floor set up, and as Im sure you could guess, much dancing was done. I don't think many of them were used to dancers like IndustrialSteve and I, because a lot of photo's and videos were taken. I hope they realize that dancing in motion and snapshots of dancing will yield very different results!
I am incredibly, incredibly happy for Mrfph and D, and I'm sure they will have a long and happy life together. Much love to you both.
