Thinking that our “chariot” (aka a Bentley golf cart they include in their wedding packages) would soon arrive, we went back inside to freshen up and chill out for a moment before it was time to greet our guests.
Kara, never one to waste precious natural light, decided to take some pictures of our ears while we waited. | All photos by Pink Shutterbug Photography
Roadie decided to have a little fun with the Scrabble tiles–Friend-ficiant L had been half-threatening to open with the Princess Bride speech that this was just too good to pass up.
And Kara decided to grab my monkey from the dressing room for a little clowning around.
Sitting in the big poofy dress made me feel like a kid playing dress-up for some reason.
Eventually we went out to the resort-side porch thinking the car would be along any moment. Only it wasn’t. Cocktail Hour had begun, we could see our guests arriving at the top of the hill, hear the music playing, but our transportation was no where to be seen.
So close, and yet so far away…
I take that back–we could actually see the canopy just beyond the fountain.
It felt like being locked out of our own party and I was starting to get a bit miffed that we weren’t up there to greet our guests–that had been the plan, after all. My phone was in my clutch that I’d sent ahead with Mama Leadfoot. Roadie tried to text his sister but she was being a polite guest and had already put her phone on silent. We found the DoC’s number but, of course, she wasn’t answering either.
So there we stood, waiting, watching our own party from the bottom of the hill, and I said ‘We’ll give them 5 more minutes.’
About 30 seconds later I changed my mind (I’m not known for being incredibly patient): ‘Screw it, we’re walking, now!’
We’ll call this the walk before the walk!
Unbeknownst to us, at the time, Mama and Dr. Aunt were both on the DoC’s tail about ‘Shouldn’t they be here by now?’ and ‘Isn’t that the cart that’s supposed to be picking them up?’ Supposedly the driver was there one moment and then he just disappeared, no where to be tracked down.
Of course, right about then Mama caught sight of us approaching ‘Too late now!’
DoC: We were just getting ready to come get you!
Miss RT: We decided not to miss any more of the party waiting!
But hey, we were here, now, time to mingle!
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