Wedding Crasher
This past weekend I attended the wedding of a good friend of mine from the USC Dance Club. I managed to coordinate with Natalie’s schedule so that she could join me, since she knew the groom and the other Dance Club members that came. So we went down to Long Beach Saturday night to the Aquarium of the Pacific where the wedding was held. That’s right, the wedding and reception both were held in an aquarium. Hopes that the bride and groom would be wed in front of a shark or piranha tank during feeding time, or wed underwater while swimming with electric eels filled my head. Man that’d be a cool wedding.
We arrived about 20 minutes before the wedding was supposed to start and tables were still being set up in the main room. To pass the time we were directed into the Jellyfish Room to wait until the wedding began. The Jellyfish room, as it turns out, contains all sorts of different jellyfish, mostly resembling little Metroids. I couldn’t help but think of how Metroids suck the life energy from their prey and how this ties in with the wedding we were about to experience.
Once the tables were set up (all 40+ of them) we went to our assigned tables. I had an assigned table; Natalie did not. In fact, I didn’t invite Natalie along until after I sent in the invitation. No one was expecting Natalie. I didn’t consider this a problem thinking that it was going to be a smaller wedding (like the last one I went to), but when I saw the magnitude of the event I grew a little concerned. Would there be room and food for Natalie at our table? We both sat down at my table (with other Dance Club people fortunately) and hoped we weren’t infringing on any carefully laid out plans. In a sense, Natalie was our little wedding crasher.
As it turned out, it wasn’t a problem and even though we were given food tickets to redeem for meals, we didn’t need them anyway since the waiter just asked us for our order instead. The wedding was in fact in front of a giant aquarium, but mostly of subdued fish. Overall it was very nice and very sweet, but it was dragged out way too long. Everything said was repeated in Manderin Chinese so really it took twice as long to get through. The food was good and our dinner came with a good baked tomato (to me the tomato is like the jellyfish of fruits – brainless, heartless, 95% water and sometimes dangerous).
During the meal we realized it was going to be a dry wedding; however, sure enough one of the college students at our table snuck in a bottle of Malibu. Everyone was putting it in their coffee and every time a waiter walked by they would ask for more coffee refills. I’m not much of a fan for coffee, so I took some in my coffee cup and just drank it straight. Someone commented on it like it was a big deal, but come-on, it’s just Malibu.
After the wedding I took Natalie over to Rob’s place where we changed clothes and watched the first 2 episodes of Love Monkey. At around 3-4am, Natalie decided she should go home, but didn’t want someone to drive her there and back. So she borrowed my car, Rob’s pajamas, my sandals, and my phone (since hers had died) as I borrowed her sleeping bag. She came back over the next day with my car and with Scott to drive her back to Azusa. All four of us had lunch together and played a good game of Settlers before calling it a day and going our separate ways. Overall it was a fun night, both entertaining and educational. I still see a problem with serving fish for dinner in an aquarium, but it’s the little things like that I can let slide.
We arrived about 20 minutes before the wedding was supposed to start and tables were still being set up in the main room. To pass the time we were directed into the Jellyfish Room to wait until the wedding began. The Jellyfish room, as it turns out, contains all sorts of different jellyfish, mostly resembling little Metroids. I couldn’t help but think of how Metroids suck the life energy from their prey and how this ties in with the wedding we were about to experience.
Once the tables were set up (all 40+ of them) we went to our assigned tables. I had an assigned table; Natalie did not. In fact, I didn’t invite Natalie along until after I sent in the invitation. No one was expecting Natalie. I didn’t consider this a problem thinking that it was going to be a smaller wedding (like the last one I went to), but when I saw the magnitude of the event I grew a little concerned. Would there be room and food for Natalie at our table? We both sat down at my table (with other Dance Club people fortunately) and hoped we weren’t infringing on any carefully laid out plans. In a sense, Natalie was our little wedding crasher.
As it turned out, it wasn’t a problem and even though we were given food tickets to redeem for meals, we didn’t need them anyway since the waiter just asked us for our order instead. The wedding was in fact in front of a giant aquarium, but mostly of subdued fish. Overall it was very nice and very sweet, but it was dragged out way too long. Everything said was repeated in Manderin Chinese so really it took twice as long to get through. The food was good and our dinner came with a good baked tomato (to me the tomato is like the jellyfish of fruits – brainless, heartless, 95% water and sometimes dangerous).
During the meal we realized it was going to be a dry wedding; however, sure enough one of the college students at our table snuck in a bottle of Malibu. Everyone was putting it in their coffee and every time a waiter walked by they would ask for more coffee refills. I’m not much of a fan for coffee, so I took some in my coffee cup and just drank it straight. Someone commented on it like it was a big deal, but come-on, it’s just Malibu.
After the wedding I took Natalie over to Rob’s place where we changed clothes and watched the first 2 episodes of Love Monkey. At around 3-4am, Natalie decided she should go home, but didn’t want someone to drive her there and back. So she borrowed my car, Rob’s pajamas, my sandals, and my phone (since hers had died) as I borrowed her sleeping bag. She came back over the next day with my car and with Scott to drive her back to Azusa. All four of us had lunch together and played a good game of Settlers before calling it a day and going our separate ways. Overall it was a fun night, both entertaining and educational. I still see a problem with serving fish for dinner in an aquarium, but it’s the little things like that I can let slide.
posted by Chris Burzlaff @ 1/31/2006
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