PHOTO ALBUM
So many of you have been pounding down your keyboards asking "where, oh where are those wedding and honeymoon pictures?" including Andrew, someone we've never met, but have since communicated with on several occasions.
With over 1000 pictures, they are definitely not organized. But we have so many great shots of you guys, and some spectacular ones from the honeymoon. Do you think this is how most people do it? Reliving their wedding and honeymoon around the 6 month anniversary mark. Can you believe, we just watched the full video for the first time two days before our six month anniversary? This photo/storybook contains my selections from photos we received from some of our friends. The story begins at the end of the day. So, if we look a little wasted -- well, it was a hot day in the country air.
No offense to our friends, but the photographer's shots were really good. Here are a few more of the pictures our friends took that day with just a few of the photographer's shots. But come back again soon and we'll show you more of the good stuff. We promise, e-v-e-n-t-u-a-l-l-y, we'll scan them all in.
We even got a write up in the Miami Herald and the New York Times. If you're patient, we'll scan in the articles too. I guess you could call it a 1990's version of a wedding announcement/society page listing.
in the mid afternoon of July the 1st, nineteen hundred and
ninety-five....
There goes the groom ....and the bride -- with Diana. Hey, do you think someone could get Paul a drink? It was a long, hot, sunny Saturday. And, hey, he was thirsty. We had lots of good friends and family [enlarged] there. We got toasted and toasted. And the wedding cake (chocolate hazelnut almond torte, covered with live Anna pink roses and petals) was to die for! The groom ate some cake and so did the bride. And, of course, we were very neat about it. Cousins got reacquainted. Linda and Sue held one another up. Rorri and Steve took a break. Even our niece needed some help standing by the end of the day. Well, if you haven't seen enough pictures of the bride, here she is with Sue, with Scott and Diana (again), Rob and Lisa and Linda and Lisa (again). And when they finally found me alone, was I ever red! Sunburn or tropical rum punch? You decide.
P.S. Any guesses why "they" call me Scarlet?
Well, let's go into Sunday. And please, remember to remove your shoes before we begin. Really, it's the only way to keep the floors looking as nice as they do. And you know how much I love clean floors. What a great day Sunday was. Just about as much fun as Saturday. Most of you told us it was like going to camp, for grown-ups. Hi Liz, hi Seth! It starts with Hickory Bill's famous barbecue. And, of course, Paul's happy. He got that drink he was looking for. Doesn't it seem like it's always the same people on the food line? Don't bother socializing guys, just dig in, while John and his dog pose for this shot.
Among the activities, were dancing, torturing the kids, putting stuff in our teeth, in our mouths and our noses, while Allison just looks on in laughter. Mona and Rob try to figure out how those great light-up flowers work -- the ones that Rich brought. Lisa and Diana try to smell them.
Of course, Charlie was having a ball. And Kathy was having two. Where are Jamie and Brian anyway? And what do you think, they're doing, while Beth obliviously washes the dishes? And before you know it, it's 3 in the morning and guess who's tired? No, not the kids. It looks to ME like Joachim's saying good night!
Really, come back. And I promise to make this a better story. I'll show you the lawn sculptures. And the Flowers! There's a story that goes with the flowers. My favorites are hybrid delphinium in all shades of deep indigo, blue and white, surrounded by Bells of Ireland. And they were gorgeous! And, no, that's not the flower story.
And I can't wait to take you on our honeymoon in Moorea and Bora Bora.
Morea
Let's start in Moorea. It took a while for us to get situated at our hotel, because of some Liberty
Travel mess-ups, but we finally settled into our room by the beach. In fact, this shot was taken
right outside our bungalow (locally, pronounced: bing-ga-louwe)
on the beach. Nearly every day for a week, we sat here,
except for the few odd days we actually went out to explore
underwater. There were so many fish, it was almost
difficult to get by. And the water was so clear, it was hard to believe. Not to mention the blues,
aquas, turquoise horizons that French Polynesia is known for. These fish were so ever-present,
they became Joachim's friends. But these
rainbow fish were my favorites. In real life, they were shocking pink and neon green. Oh, and don't overlook
that guy in the back with the big red lips (bright red fish lips in real life).
The next time we decided to explore, we decided to tackle the entire perimeter of the island on one-speed bikes. Note the mountain the the background. During our full-day 37 mile bicycle tour, we stopped for lunch, here, where I ate sushi. Joachim, did you have spaghetti? And here on the side of the road was a fresh fruit market, where the produce was so expensive, we couldn't afford it.
This was last updated 2/26/98. There will be more... eventually
Updated: 2/26/98
