Weekend Wedding

Last weekend we were invited to an out of town wedding. It was an over night wedding at a location with limited beds, but plentiful space, so our hosts suggested we camp. We had fun at the Decathlon buying camping gear, and are now proud owners of a '2 second' tent (takes slightly longer to take down, but is still pretty cool). It was a weekend of unknowns. A stranger picked us up at the end of the metro line, and drove us to an unknown location. Our unknown chauffeur turned out to be very friendly (and has a very cool-sounding job as a narcotics cop. I immediately asked if it was like on tv, thinking of the Wire), and the wedding was quite fun. The camping was COLD and hard (we'll be investing in an air mattress for next time) but all in all, it was a lovely weekend.

Obligatory photos:

That's our little green tent.


The apero Saturday afternoon outside the main hall


Dinner


The happy couple. So, it wasn't really a wedding, but more of a celebration of the fact that they are PACS, which is a kind of common-law marriage.





Par-tay! Erik and I were actually one of the first couples on the dance floor. Most of the French didn't get going until around 2:00 am, by which point I was ready for bed.


Sunday is croquet day, isn't it?



For Sunday lunch they had this crepe team come in.

So delicious! There were sweet crepes a volonté after, but my fingers were too sticky to get out the camera.



And of course no day in the sun is complete without a petanque tournament.

We arrived home on Sunday evening exhausted and sunburned. The good times took us until Tuesday to recover from. Now we want to rent a car and drive back out to the cute little town we drove through on the way there. If only we knew what it was called....