Thursday
1:22 am
Well, it's official. July 02, 2010, my sister became mrs. Garcia, and I, a brother-in-law to her husband, my friend.
What a hectic day. I was told to keep my sister company in her hotel room as she would be sleeping alone. About 12 or 1 in the morning, as she was taking a shower, I decided to come up with my speech as I was notified that I would be making one. Seeing myself as her only family showing up to the wedding, it was my duty to make a speech. Sat down at the desk, found the hotel pen and block of paper, and went at it. It was kind of hard to think of something touching to say in front of 150 people. I wanted to say something that would melt people's hearts, or even make some cry. I probably made three or four paperballs until I wrote something good.
Woke up. It was about 7.50 am and I wanted to stay asleep. But my subconscious told me to remind my sister of what she told me; "the hairdresser will be here at 8". Got picked up later by my brother-in-law and his cousin (yeah I know, the groom isn't supposed to see his bride yet but whatever), and went to "Cora's Breakfast". Love that place. Ordered the special as I had previously done a year ago, before we took off for Denmark. Being with the whole Garcia clan, we took pretty much atleast a third of all the seats in the restaurant because there seemed to be a HUGE line-up, waiting to get seated. It was pretty nice, my meal consisted of two sunnyside up eggs, a few strips of bacon, a couple of sausages, pancakes, a slice of ham, a slice of honeymelon, sliced strawberry, and toasted white bread. Don't remember if there were more. Well, later on that morning, it turned out that a friend of ours and I became the garbage disposal units for everyone asking if we could eat this and that for them.
Arrived at the event to set-up my drums and preparing for the sound check. We had a few technical problems such as feedback (of course), sound coming in from only one channel, my kick in the sub sounding weird, wires not working properly, shortage of wires, wires being too short, changing microphones, etc etc. I couldn't wait to start playing.
And here comes the hectic part. We had to get 44 bottles of non-alcoholic sparkling wine. The bad part of it was that I had already put on my shirt before we took off. So I felt like I crumpled my shirt but I know I definitely was sweating. Well, we eventually found them, 22 white wine, and 22 red. Then there were huge line-ups. For a place that had 15 cash registers, I wonder why only like 4 or 5 of them were open. It was just great that one was just opening and the lady chose us to be first because we had so many bottles to purchase.
Finally had the wines delivered to the kitchen, and now it was time for us to really get ready. We found a change room in which we all got ready in no time. Unfortunately, the photographer who was hired, wanted to take pictures of us getting ready....not when we already are ready. So, we had to kind of improvise like making small fixes to our neck ties, all looking in the mirror, check our hair, our phones, chatting, and whatnot fake stuff. My hair was awesome. A guy whom we play with, had his can of strong hairspray and sprayed it all over my hair, despite me already having strong hair gel on. My hair looked awesome though still, with a short faux hawk going all the way to the back. My shirt and jacket were fitting, so it was even better.
Waiting for the procession to start was kind of nerve-wracking. I was taking pictures of people whilst waiting to get called to pass the time. Finally, it was time. My partner, my brother-in-law's cousin, looked stunning. He told me one time that I should try to get with her. I don't know, it just doesn't seem right if it's his cousin.....even if we're only related by marriage. It still feels weird. Then, it was our turn to walk.
Don't I just look so stunningly handsome? It was funny because after I escorted her to her place, I sneaked out the back door and had to walk my sister as well.
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