Okay, when last we left off I had just left a computer that I thought would work at my friend Emily’s house and took off with my friends for the ceremony.
The drive to the ceremony was about an hour. The last part took the longest as it was on a dirt road that might have been 10 miles or more long. When we got up to the forest service cabin area we were treated to a beautiful view of the entire valley. Bozeman was down below us and the Bridger Range was behind that. The skies were blue and the sun was shining. A perfect day for an outdoor wedding.
People were running around doing this and that. Garrett and I just kind of stood around doing nothing. Making fun of Sean as he ran around with his cameras and gear. After a while we were roped in to helping him with some photos. He was taking some pictures of just the bride and some of her and her family. Garrett and I were holding up a screen to shade them and get the lighting more even. Of course, that wasn’t all we were doing. We kept Ricarda and her family smiling and laughing with our witty humor and constant banter. I’d like to see the smiles in those pictures. They were probably the best of the bunch. People are probably thinking, “Why does Ricarda look so much happier before the wedding than after?” Well, now you know, it was because of me.
There was a nice, short ceremony, completely with yelling kids that were a bit out of control. Then Garrett and I skipped out on holding the screen again (leaving that to Heidi and Sonia) and left so I could go check on the computer. We got back and I booted up the computer. It was running perfectly and I felt satisfied in a job well done and safe in the knowledge that I just might have saved the dance.
G and I left for the reception hall, which was at a park right in town. We dropped off the computer at the music equipment table and headed to see if the bar was open. It was open alright, completely open. You’ve heard of an open bar, where the alcohol was free? This took it one step further and just had alcohol sitting out on the bar. It was serve yourself. I’m not sure it was entirely legal, what with all of the kids running around. But it did make it pretty convenient throughout the night. So Garrett and I sipped our beers and waited for everyone else to make it back.
