A Family Wedding

Saturday was Cecile and Aaron’s (Emilie's sister and brother-in-law) wedding. We unfortunately don’t have any photos of the ceremony itself, under the olive trees, because Emilie was too busy alternately trying to crush Brian’s hand and using it as a Kleenex. But it was very lovely and moving. Also, the lack of comprehension was shared very egalitarian-ly, as the ceremony was approximately 60% in English, 35% French, and 5% German or Other. And that’s not even counting the more abstract poetry as a separate language.

But we did manage to get plenty of photos of getting ready...

(The bride and her mother, Chantal)

(the star, and cousin Gay)

and the guests milling about…


(Cecile's friends, obviously enjoying the swimming-pool)

And even the food, because oh it was a good spread...


And then of the party. Here’s us, on the dance floor with the bride and groom…


Emilie’s parents groovin’ together


and Julien (brother), really groovin’…

(All in all, Brian thought the Mazza' familiy was quite groovin'.)

And of course, there’s nothing like a wedding for rubbing off romance on those attending…


The party lasted all night long. We went back to our guesthouse around 4:30, and saw dawn’s morning light before crashing. But at least a dozen wedding guests, including the bride and groom and the father and grandmother (!) of the groom, were boogieing away at 6 am! These French, they know how to party.