I don’t recall if we went back
in the church, but at some point, I reclaimed my cane. Then the groomsmen,
bridesmaids, bride, and mother of the bride got on the trolley, even though it
looked more like a bus to me. At some point, the other groomsmen left the
trolley to clear our stuff out of the room at the Monaco. I would’ve gotten off
to get my stuff, but my wingman, otherwise known as the best man, told me he
would do it. So I stayed on, while the others made the trip from Monaco to the
Omni, Wyndham and back.
After everyone got back on the
trolley, it drove to a park, whose name I forget, and we got off for some
pictures. Surprisingly none of the other groomsmen, not even the groom, broke
the camera with their ugly mug. I’m so photogenic, I would never break the
camera, pats self on back.
At one point, all the
bridesmaids gave their flowers to Adam, who’s 6’6” and has a long reach, to
hold, and at one point he was giving floral bunny ears to Mark. For the picture
though, Adam was relieved of all his floral decorations, and then the
photography began. They took plenty of pictures of everyone standing with the
bride or groom and they even took some of the groomsmen exposing their polkadot
socks. I hope they got some good pictures because without holding onto
something, I can’t stand on one leg for very long.
After the pictures, we got back
on the trolley, and headed to Front and Palmer for more food, which of course
is the real reason I came to the wedding. After ascending to the second floor,
we waited in a curtained off area before the main room until we got ourselves
into formation. We walked through the curtain into the room in the same
formation as leaving the wedding. All the walking relatively straight I’ve done,
I used up that ability for 20 years. I sat at a table with my parents, three of
my cousins, my aunt from California, and my cousin Bryan’s girlfriend Jen.
Throughout the meal, also served
tapas style, Mark and Jess were toasted. After the fourth or fifth item, the DJ
started playing, and people went onto the dance floor. Matt came over to ask if
I wanted on the floor because the entire bridal party was out there. I said no,
and after politely asking if I was sure, he went back out. I don’t like walking
around in a strange environment with loud music playing, and I’m sure it’s
because I rely on my hearing so much. I know I would’ve been all right with my
wingman there and everyone else, but I can’t dance either.
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