Actually I got back Sunday night. The weekend wasn’t as stressful as I thought it would be, as usual, and instead I had a nice time. It was good to see a lot of my old friends from college and meet a few new people and to see some people from my old church who live in my area but who I never visit. I didn’t get to stay for the reception because I goofed in my planning, but I was around for all the other important parts of the weekend.
John and Lisa are quite a pair. I was trying to think of what the highlight of the weekend was for me, and I realized that all of it was the highlight. They really know how to put together a meaningful event. At least I know John does because he’s always been that way. I don’t know Lisa as well, although she’s the kind of person who, once you meet her, you feel like you’ve known all your life. John’s probably that way, too.
The summary: Friday night, guys’ night out. Saturday morning, picnic. Saturday evening, rehearsal. After the rehearsal, rehearsal dinner avec stories about John and Lisa (if I had to pick a highlight, it would be this). Sunday afternoon, wedding pictures with their super-efficient photographer. After that, wedding (in which I was a groomsman). After that, airport (instead of reception).