We went to our second wedding since we've moved here on Saturday. It was in El Alto which is a huge developing suburb at the top of the mountains. I, of course, couldn't figure out what to wear...but ended up with a blue tank and black pants. I didn't wear a coat because it was black and I didn't want to be in all black. When we finally got there, people were wearing whatever, jeans, sweaters, black, whatever. So of course I froze, and decided next time would be different!
Often, people right off the street just wander in to the church and sit down. It doesn't have to be such a perfect event like is customary back home. So a little boy about 9 had wandered in and for some reason was crying. I asked Joaquin if he wanted to give him one of his matchbox cars to make him happy, and he did! It was so precious. Anyway, the sermon and ceremony was a little boring...I couldn't understand what the guy was saying. Afterwards, we threw rice and confetti on them and there was a mariachi band outside.
The reception was like one block away, but we had to look for a parking garage so people wouldn't steal off of the car. That took about 45 minutes, we could never find one, and ended up right across the street from where we had parked before! The wedding couple apparently goes for a tour around the city after the ceremony. We waited at the reception for them for at least an hour. They had drinks set on each table, including beer and some other alcohol, but they didn't hand out glasses...guess they knew it would be awhile before the bride and groom would arrive. Plus there was a DJ playing alot of American songs...Joaquin has this great new funky dance he does with his eyes closed...and Isabela was doing graceful ballerina moves...so they entertained for awhile. We finally had to leave before the wedding couple arrived...the kids were exhausted (us too) and we were starving.
We gave them Joaquin's bed as a present (no, not his train bed). It was pretty new...so now Joaquin has no bed until the other one is finished, which should be next week!
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3 comments:
hmmm, no glasses for the alcohol on the tables, a 9-year old (a little old in my humble opinion) to be crying although perhaps he was really moved by the ceremony, and a used bed for a wedding gift, i think i'll stick with good old american weddings!!!!! hahahahahahaha.
i was wondering if a bed was a typical present! so who's been geetting married (and for pete's sake WHY? hee.)
you all are silly...i can just imagine all of us sitting on grandmas porch sharing all these conversations and commenets! ice tea anyone? goldfish? peanuts?
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