The wedding's over and we're all winding down. There was plenty of excitement and drama to go around. Two days before the wedding the hubby was still having issues from the appendectomy. It was a toss up whether he would be going to the wedding or the hospital. In a panic, I called my brother to ask if I could beg a ride to the wedding if the hubby ended up in the hospital. Luckily, the hubby's doctor finally let him go but sent his medical records with him in case he had to be hospitalized out of state. My brother concerned about the hubby being on meds and driving asked: "Do you remember the old joke about I'd rather die like Grandpa peacefully in my sleep than like the passengers in his car screaming in terror? Why don't you ride with us?"
On the way up, in the DC area, we took a wrong turn and thought we were approaching a toll booth. We were trying to pay when we noticed 'the attendant' was wearing Kevlar and packing heat. Somehow, we'd taken the exit to the NSA Headquarters. After a quick U-ie we were back en route.
We finally arrived in Philly. Have you ever driven in Philly? It has narrow streets and parking is at a premium. We pulled into the lot by the hotel where cars were three deep. A man whose primary language wasn't English and who wasn't wearing a uniform asked for the keys.My sis-in-law opted for a parking garage.
My other brother came up in a BAT (big ass truck). He was okay for the wedding since the church had its own parking lot but he had no luck when he tried to find a place to park for the reception. He finally found one lot that had a space he'd fit in but they wouldn't let him park because he'd only be parking for four hours. So he and his wife weren't able to attend the reception.
We stayed at a nice hotel whose rooms were more like what you would find in a B and B. See pic. We were only given one key so I spent a good bit of time tracking down someone to let me in the room whenever I left it. We got overcharged but luckily got that straightened out.
Tomorrow: Getting ready for the wedding or...dress drama.
