Wedding Take 2

The summer finally hit Germany...hard! I also knew that flying to Frankfurt to be at Silvi´s wedding would mean a lot of partying. A group of 6 old college friends met the day before the event at Kirsten´s house and completed all of our projects and of course got a chance to catch up on the last years and a chance to produce a lot of empty bottles, all this at 90 degrees!
We were all hung over the next morning but things only got started, we hopped in the cars and drove to Silvi´s parents house about an hour away. We sent the boys on some errands and had a female-pre-wedding-circle with the first bottle of champagne, the first presents and the first tears. I cried like 3 times on Saturday it was all very moving. After Silvi was sent off to complete her beautification routine we secretly went to their hotel room and decorated it, then checked into our rooms, prettified ourselves and went to the church. This church is in the most wonderful location, on a hill inmidst of green rolling fields. It was so hot that it was almost unbearbale - poor Silvi in her dress. The service was great, there was a great singer and a good sermon; our group of girlfriends took over one part were we read our wishes to the couple out loud. It made them cry, ha! After the church everyone went to the close castle Ronneburg. The guests went on a tour through the castle while the couple took a million pictures. Then the whole food-entertainment-dancing thing started. I cried again during Silvi´s Dad´s speech and during the opening dance. It was so good to see everyone and to see how happy Silvi was. Then Silvi´s parents had a surprise for her: They hired an enormous transvestite singing Germans hits from the 40ies-70ies. Although I wasn´t so sure in the beginning he did an awesome job and cracked everyone up. Everyone played a huge trick on me and I ended up with the bridal bouquet. German tradition has it that I have to dry the flowers and return them to Silvi on her first anniversary. Of course at the end of the night our group of friends was the last one standing. I guess we had a reputation to loose. Before catching my flight to Berlin we went to Silvi´s house again where we caught in a mountain of presents to say goodbye. Too bad I live so far away from them. Maike, Maren, Silvi, Kirsten love you!!