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I'm back in Chicago now. The weekend up in Vancouver was an absolute blast, though a bit of a runaround in places.
After I got off the ferry on Friday evening, I went and got the car and started heading east. My tux for the wedding was ready, and I was hoping that I could get it before 9. (The ferry got in about 7:45 and it took about 15 minutes to walk to the car.) Unfortuantely, the freeway system in southwestern British Columbia is a bit... confusing. I didn't want to drive back into Vancouver to just turn east, so I tried taking 91 over to New Westminster and cutting across to 1. (The mall was in Coquitlam.) I ended up getting totally turned around in New Westminster and when I looked at the clock, it was 8:45. Crap. So I just said "fuck it" and found a place where I could mooch free wireless (from a hotel next to a McDonalds, ironically) and then headed back to Anibal's place.
Saturday was busy. I went and got my tux, and then got my hair cut. I putzed my way back, then we drove out to the rehearsal at the church. Things went off without a hitch, and we then went to the rehearsal dinner. The food was magnificent and the company was wonderful. Afterwards, Anibal and Sherie wanted to go over the dance, so I drove Anibal to her place. I was pretty much unconscious on the couch (snoring while vertical) and then we went home.
We had a good breakfast on Sunday, and then got prepared. I took Anibal over to his parents' house for a little bit, and then we headed up to the church. Sherie was a little late (what bride isn't?) and when she showed? A vision. Beautiful. The ceremony was beautiful; I only hope when I do finally tie the knot that I'm as lucky to find as wonderful a mate.
Here's to my friends, Dr. Anibal and Mrs. Sherie Bohorquez!
After I got off the ferry on Friday evening, I went and got the car and started heading east. My tux for the wedding was ready, and I was hoping that I could get it before 9. (The ferry got in about 7:45 and it took about 15 minutes to walk to the car.) Unfortuantely, the freeway system in southwestern British Columbia is a bit... confusing. I didn't want to drive back into Vancouver to just turn east, so I tried taking 91 over to New Westminster and cutting across to 1. (The mall was in Coquitlam.) I ended up getting totally turned around in New Westminster and when I looked at the clock, it was 8:45. Crap. So I just said "fuck it" and found a place where I could mooch free wireless (from a hotel next to a McDonalds, ironically) and then headed back to Anibal's place.
Saturday was busy. I went and got my tux, and then got my hair cut. I putzed my way back, then we drove out to the rehearsal at the church. Things went off without a hitch, and we then went to the rehearsal dinner. The food was magnificent and the company was wonderful. Afterwards, Anibal and Sherie wanted to go over the dance, so I drove Anibal to her place. I was pretty much unconscious on the couch (snoring while vertical) and then we went home.
We had a good breakfast on Sunday, and then got prepared. I took Anibal over to his parents' house for a little bit, and then we headed up to the church. Sherie was a little late (what bride isn't?) and when she showed? A vision. Beautiful. The ceremony was beautiful; I only hope when I do finally tie the knot that I'm as lucky to find as wonderful a mate.
Here's to my friends, Dr. Anibal and Mrs. Sherie Bohorquez!