Been meaning all week to mention a
about the wedding I went to last Saturday but it's been stupid busy at work.
Old family friend's daughter, who I've known since she was born and is now old enough to call her my friend too, got married last Saturday at a 5/7 venue. The ceremony took place in a courtyard of an old, brick, converted warehouse or factory of some sort on a river and the reception was immediately after inside, beginning with a cocktail hour prior to dinner, where I discovered a new-to-me whisky that
. The officiant or minister or whatever, was a friend of the bride's from college and I don't mind saying,
, as odd as that may at first sound.
After the reception a few of us were invited to an after party, which consisted of hitting a couple of bars in the next town over where the couple had a room in a cool, 90 year old historic hotel. Wife and I took separate cars because she had to get up early the next morning so I was free to
. I drove the newlyweds and her sister back to their hotel and her parents followed with a few more friends in their
. They had a suite and the girls all changed into street clothes and then the guys changed, except me who forgot to bring street clothes so I was in a suit for the rest of the night
. We hit an Irish bar across the street from the hotel, I had a black and tan, and the newlyweds discovered that there was another wedding reception happening in an upstairs room of the bar so we went up to crash it. They had a beer garden/balcony up there where we hung out until some employees first offered us some food then, realizing we weren't part of the wedding, promptly kicked us out since it was a private function. We then went back to the hotel and hung out in their bar for another hour or so until the night broke up and I got home around 3:00 am. I haven't done anything like that for a LONG time and was happy to find that I wasn't totally dead the next day.
As I said,
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