Here I am all
dressed up. The wedding is over and now we're back at Aunt Juana's for
the Tea Ceremony. I think this was a Catholic wedding, and although
there was a fair amount of talking and several stand up then sit down
routines, it wasn't nearly as long and tedious as I had suspected. It
was actually quite pleasant and all the formality and seriousness
really made the wedding feel much more... adult than the last three
weddings I've been to.
Too many people in the house, and almost nobody that I know. So I've
retreated to a bedroom where I can be alone for a while. I should go
down and meet people but it's just too much for me. I tend to just
hover and not talk, sort of staying in the periphery of conversations.
And that's no way to be... The reception is at 18:00 so I've got a few
hours to kill. I should try to use this time to get a few things done.
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Darn, I fell
asleep. And then my dad wakes me and tells me to go downstairs to eat.
Roast pig and lots of other foods for lunch. People talking and taking
pictures -- I missed the Tea Ceremony. Hustle and bustle as the wedding
party leaves for Queen Elizbath Park to take pictures. I feel like a
fifth wheel. Still have a few hours to kill...
The reception was wonderful and hopefully I'll remember enough to write
about it tomorrow. I am happy for Christina and Cesar -- happier than I
was for my friends when they got married. Being here a week and
spending time with relatives and I realize that blood is important. I'm
also intensely jealous. Not the kind of jealous where I want bad things
to happen to them, but the kind of jealousy that makes me realize that
I truly want that kind of life and happiness.
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