Foster and Fabian's Wedding (September 2004)
Note: Okay, I'm writing this months late. Foster and Fabian are on their honeymoon right now, which sounds like its not too much later than the wedding until I admit the wedding was in the summer and the honeymoon's in winter.
So it is substantially a picture essay. I'll add other things as I remember 'em, but hell, the photos are the best part anyways.
After talking about it for months we were finally going to LA and to Foster and Fabian's wedding. There was some angst for a little while - we all knew we wanted to go to the wedding but were a little frightened of the cross-country travel and hotel costs. Never fear as Demmert found us a sensational travel package with hotel and airfare for tres cheap.
Before going further have to say that I don't think I can convey how much fun it was to travel with these guys. All of them are easygoing, game to have fun, and just good old friends. After of course seeing the wedding, the prospect of a few days with them was one of the parts of the trip I was looking forward to most.
So D, Fergus, Demmert and I all met up around noon at Fergus' office to make the trek out to BWI. I'd brought Free Range with me, leading to stares on the metro and at work (he couldn't really fit into my bag) but some great photos along the way.
There was a little trouble getting the rental car (we didn't know whose name everything was under) but we got the car, called Foster and Fabian to let them know we'd arrived, and made it to our home for the next couple of days, the lovely Ramada Inn near the Burbank Airport. After checking in but before bringing our bags to the room we stopped at the hotel bar for a drink.
Now before any of you start thinking we drank the whole weekend I want to describe the way that this hotel bar, Whispers, captured our imaginations. From the day we'd gotten info on the hotel and heard about it we were looking forward to seeing if it was half as cheesy as the description made it sound. And from the music playing from a boombox cassette recorder to the broken popcorn machine in the corner, Whispers didn't disappoint.
I believe at this point we started talking about making people do shots either off or through the bird. These "poultry shots" didn't require any particular kind of alcohol, just the presence of the plastic chicken. I'm proud to say that this was one of those later night ideas we had the sense to disregard in the light of day.
Saturday morning got up decently early (Demmert and I sharing a bed, D and Fergus in the other, all of us miraculously having enough room in the room for our bags). Fergus went out for coffee, I talked on the phone with my dad for a bit as I stood out on the hallway looking into the courtyard.
Don't know what the boys ended up doing but we girls headed to Foster's Aunt's house to meet up with her and Norika and then with the troop of family get our nails done.
After getting nails done we had a little while before we had to go back to the house for the wedding. So with time to burn and no lunch yet we did the only thing you can do in Southern California - grab some burgers at In & Out.
Soon it was time to get ready. Demmert and Porter (Porter and Leigh had arrived in LA days earlier and were staying at our hotel) had got to get the mini liquor bottles we'd need for the evening, and all of us got dressed to go out. Porter and Leigh had rented a huge car, so we could all travel over together. Hooray!
Now, Foster and Fabian had told us how gorgeous the house was but not even their effusive praise was enough. The pool and backyard are amazing amazing with the waterfall and canyon and everything.
Per Foster's request we got there early. But since she was ensconced in all things wedding-y we had a lot of time to mill around the backyard. So of course we took photos.
Snuck in for a second to see Foster who looked amazing beautiful and had her mother and other family fluttering around her. Then soon we were being guided to the side area where the wedding was going to be held. There were chairs all set out, a very pretty arch, and Fabian looking all excited and happy.
The ceremony was beautiful, the vows completely them. Seeing their joy... it really was an honor to be there to share it.
After the wedding came the party. Great music, amazing food, and a fun time hanging out with everyone.
After this point my camera battery went dead but the party carried on. Foster a Fabian rented a huge limo and all us kids went riding around LA drinking, bar hopping, and making noise. D rode a mechanical bull, Foster's dress got mauled (but she still looked beautiful), Porter mauled his finger, and somehow somehow we all made it back to the hotel.
Traveling back. Uneventful plane rides. Tired but happy travelers. And one very very happy newlywed couple back in LA!
all text, images (except those noted) copyright 2002-2010 Moryma Aydelott.