Wedding diary
On Saturday 23rd November, my wife and I finally got married in Buenos Aires after 10 years of being together. The whole week of the wedding was very special for me, not only because I married the woman I love, but also because I had the opportunity to spend time with all of my British friends and family in Buenos Aires, Argentina.
I’m very happy to share these memories with you guys, my students, as your kind words and well-wishing before my wedding really put a smile on my face.
Thursday 21st November
Friday 22nd November
Saturday 23rd November - Wedding day
At 5:30pm, we got married in a catholic church in front of all of our friends and family. Interestingly, the priest who married us is also my wife’s uncle. My wife looked stunning.
After the ceremony, we made a short walk to the beautiful party venue, where we partied until the early hours.
One thing that I didn’t properly anticipate was how much of the wedding party I would have to spend posing for the photographer, Emiliano. Posing for photos is not my favourite activity. I spent most of the evening trying to hide from Emiliano, but like a hungry shark, he hunted me down. Even today, whenever I open the microwave, fridge or oven in my house, I worry that Emiliano will jump out, holding his camera.
In keeping with British wedding traditions, I made a speech at my wedding party. I had been dreading this moment for months. Battling through my nervousness, I spoke from the heart and finished by saying ‘looking back, I see 10 beautiful years of shared history side by side with Mel, and looking forward, I see a bright future, because she will be my wife.’
Both the ceremony and the party went swimmingly, and our guests had a whale of a time.
By the end of the party, my wife was absolutely knackered because she had organised the entire wedding almost single-handedly!
- When was the last time you dressed up nicely?
- Do you enjoy organising big events?
- Do you enjoy weddings?
- Did you enjoy your own wedding?
Sunday 24th November
The day after the wedding, I invited all of my British wedding guests to a British pub called ‘The Gibraltar’. We sat in this pub for 9 hours, from 12pm-9pm. Sitting in this pub, I bathed in the friendship of the people I love most in the world, my best mates, family members of all generations, and my lovely wife, it was bloody brilliant.