Standing at the alter…
Barefoot in the sand…
Married…
All of us…
You’re Beautiful…
A dance on the beach as the sun sets
It was just so hot when we got back that Pauline had to go for a swim. Maid of Honour dress and all...
We had the most amazing lunch and dinner yesterday. Catered and delivered by a local restaurant. (Lizzies) Lunch consisted of Ceviche made with the Laguna Dave and Otto caught out fishing a few days ago, battered octopus, homemade tartiere sauce, crackers and cheeses, lobster salad, and a huge fresh fruit plate.
Dinner was blackened tuna (spicy) with a fruit salsa, a chicken dish with a buttery sauce, BIG salad and homemade dressing, roasted veggies and breads. And, of course, wedding cake for desert. And the best thing of all it was only $18 per person for both meals.
The entire wedding fell into place so perfectly except for Michele’s hair. A story to remember for years to come. Pauline, Dylan and I dropped her off at the appointed time. The hairdressers daughter met Michele at the door, scolded her for being late and then told her ‘Mum was in the shower’ so we left Michele to wait and took off back to town. We stopped at the bank, raided a couple of Bougainvillea bushes for their pretty pink petals, dropped Dylan off back at the villa and then headed back to the hairdressers to get Michele. We hadn’t got more than a mile up the road when Michele comes flying round the corner on the back of a motorbike with her hand out waving at us. What??? She just got her wedding hairdo done and she’s on the back of a motorbike getting windblown? Nope.
Apparently after waiting 10 minutes for the hairdresser to make an appearance the daughter reappeared and informed Michele that her Mum was sick (drunk) so Michele started walking back to town. She got creeped out by some old guy driving slowly by trying to chat her up so she told him straight out ‘F*&% $%%’. The next guy to come by, stop, and talk to her was Alonzo on his motorbike (or so she thought). Alonzo is the caretaker at the villa. So she hopped on behind him and said, “Take me to the villa”. He complied. As she’s sitting behind him on the motorbike she noticed he was wearing quite a collection of silver chains around his neck. Hmmm? She didn’t remember Alonzo being big on the jewelry.
Michele waved us down from the back of the bike and hopped off to go the rest of the way to the villa with us. As we were driving into the villa’s driveway we saw Alonzo just heading out on his bike. Guess that wasn’t Alonzo that gave her a ride. We were already giggling over Michele’s account of her trip to the hairdresser and her conversation with the truck driver. Seeing Alonzo sent us into gales of laughter.
Pauline helped Michele get herself together, curl her hair prettily and dress her in her silk wedding dress. We got her to the church on time. And we reenacted the motorbike ride later that evening with Paul standing in for the Alonzo look-a-like. The next morning the boys were in town and saw the Alonzo look-a-like on his bike. They’re pretty sure he’s the town bad boy.
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