Last weekend was my sister's wedding down in Bannockburn.
I flew down on Thursday morning to help finish the organising and was immediately put to work!
I flew down on Thursday morning to help finish the organising and was immediately put to work!
Thursday night all the family went out to dinner with the Swedes - it was good to meet all of Clas' family finally. 17 Swedes came over for the wedding which is pretty impressive.
Friday (the 13th) morning arrives, the day of the wedding. We're all up at 7am to get things sorted. The first snow shower blows through at 8:30am - the southerly has arrived! There's nothing unlucky about Friday the 13th though right?!
Friday (the 13th) morning arrives, the day of the wedding. We're all up at 7am to get things sorted. The first snow shower blows through at 8:30am - the southerly has arrived! There's nothing unlucky about Friday the 13th though right?!
Luckily by the time of the ceremony at 4pm the rain and snow had passed and it was actually sunny - although bitterly cold. The ceremony was great, there was about 80 people crammed into the little Bannockburn Church.
The Happy Couple
The reception was held at the Golden Gate Hotel in Cromwell. There were some good, and pretty heartfelt speeches - none more moreso that that of my dad's. after the speeches and (excellent) meal everyone started ripping into it and before long everyone was up on the dancefloor. The band were actually really good - the were called Nova (or something like that) from Dunedin.
The reception was held at the Golden Gate Hotel in Cromwell. There were some good, and pretty heartfelt speeches - none more moreso that that of my dad's. after the speeches and (excellent) meal everyone started ripping into it and before long everyone was up on the dancefloor. The band were actually really good - the were called Nova (or something like that) from Dunedin.
The next day we had a BBQ lunch at home, all the wedding guests and neighbours were there and the stragglers (the Keans & and Brent "the moth" Hill) stayed around until 11pm.
This is my parents house
On Sunday I went and biked the Rail Trail from Clyde to Alexandra with Mum, Rebecca, Ana, Lena, Margarita & Inger.
The Clyde Bridge
Mum kept on falling over all the time which was quite funny - except the time when she fell over on a raised boardwalk - she managed to brace herself against a tree but unfortunately Margarita who was following close behind and also took a tumble right off the boardwalk. She put on a brave face but it must have hurt!
Not a bad spot for a picnic!
Rebecca and I had to rush off halfway though the ride so i could catch my plane (we were not making lightning pace). A quick ride from Alex to Clyde (15 minutes - pretty good) and we were off to Queenstown.
So, this was my last trip home before I head off overseas. Mum & dad leave in a couple of weeks, I leave in about 5 weeks. We meet in Goteborg for the 2nd wedding reception.
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