This weekend, Joni, Liz, Kris and I attended Grace and Paul's wedding. At 12:30, Liz and Kris and I went to Joni's house to eat lunch, make the bouquets for the bride and bridesmaids, make the boutineers (that cannot be spelled correctly), frost the groom's cake, make a pillow for the ring bearer, and gather up music and candle holders.
Once we got to the church a little before 3, the choir was practicing. The wedding was at 3:30. 3:15...still practicing. 3:28...still practicing. The choir finally left, and then we sat there and waited for everyone to get there. 3:55...the bride is still not at the church. 4:00...the Chinese minister performing part of the wedding tells us to start the wedding march (yeah, put the foreigners in charge of the music for the ceremony that is all in Chinese). The song kept going and nobody is coming, so she tells us to turn the music off. Everyone sits down. A few minutes later, she tells us to turn the music on again and this time the wedding actually began. People talked all the way through, Grace yelled at her dad to leave if he was going to talk on his cell phone, so he did leave, and they had to go find him before they could light the unity candle. All in all, it was a pretty entertaining wedding.
Then we went to the bride's dinner, which was at a new restaurant in town. We sat around for about an hour and a half before we ate (we were starving!) Once they started bringing food, almost everything had la jiao (peppers). Since there were only foreigners at our table besides Seb and David, we couldn't eat most of the food because our mouths just can't handle it. We just sat around, starving, looking at mounds of food that nobody could eat. Then we got something not-spicy: turtle soup. With a turtle floating in it. Let's just say that we went home pretty hungry. . .
posted by Sara @ 1:20 AM
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