The trip was wonderful! Rich is Korean, so his mother and other women wore traditional Korean garb to the wedding. The picture of strangers below shows the style of dress, but Mrs. Chung's dress was a pretty aqua Lauren looked like a young blond Jackie Kennedy or something - she was beautiful. Calvary church was huge, old and stone; so, so beautiful. There were huge columns, and off to each side were ornate wooden doors that led to a sort of hallway that makes it less visible to walk around during the service.

Then there was the NYC Public Library. We got out of the first of three charter buses and saw a hundred or more glass vases with lit candles in them. Inside, the waiters were lined up with trays of drinks, and there was an open bar as well. The front table holds the wedding cake and around it are felted slats holding table assignments - alphabetically, of course - as if they are in a card catalogue...complete with a hole in the bottom of the card.

Up a few stairs on a landing, the Koreans were planning their second wedding. I sat on the steps above and watched that ceremony. Lauren and Rich came down the steps in traditional Korean wedding garb - her with her apron over her arms, and both carrying a duck. The ducks are used to represent the status of the marriage - bill to bill indicates harmony, and tail to tail indicates strife/trouble. They were placed on the table bill to bill, of course. Next, the couple bows then bows with their noses to the floor three times to the mother of the groom. A special wine is then poured by a helper and the couple touched the cup before it is passed to the mother to symbolize it is from them. Mama drinks to the couple and says a few words. After that, she reaches into bags filled with walnuts (girls) and dates (boys) and tosses them into the air. Rich holds out Lauren's apron and tries to catch as many as he can so that they will have many children. (5 dates and 4 walnuts were captured. The process is repeated with Lauren's parents, Becky and Jeff, and I think the total count was 35 children.) The bowing, wine drinking, and blessing ceremony is repeated with grandparents then the wine and blessing is repeated with siblings and cousins. Then Lauren and Rich bow to each other, drink wine, and a date is placed in Lauren's mouth. Rich takes the other end and they move lip to lip and bite it. Rich ended up with the seed which indicates he will have the power in the family. Finally, the groom's mother is carried on the groom's back for her last piggy back ride, bowing to the guests all around, and he then puts her down and takes up Lauren as his new responsibility. Just for fun, he gives Becky a piggy-back ride, too!

The ceremony is then over, and we move to the reception. We mingle a bit, enjoying oysters, individual chips and salsa, pate', etc., then the curtains are opened on the gigantic stone arches, and we are seated in the looonnnnnnnngggggg stone hallway, the Korean families mostly on one end and the others mostly on the other. At each place is an envelope like one would find at the back of a library book with a check out card tucked in with the guest's name on it. There was also a menu card in front of that. We were at table 7; Aaron and Ginger were at table 15. After a few minutes, Lauren and Rich reappear back in their wedding attire (I told her she was very fortunate - most women only get to wear their wedding gowns once!) The waiters file in with salads, and just like in the movies five waiters peel off to the other side of the table and when all are in place the 10 salads are simultaneously placed in front of the guests. The salad was some strange stringy but tasty something with pecans and dried cherries and a round of fried goat cheese. After this course, the plates are removed in the same manner. Next, new plates are delivered and bowls and platters of food are delivered to each table and we serve ourselves, family style. There was skirt steak and kimchee, blackened red snapper, braised collard greens, truffled mac and cheese, sesame sugar snap peas, fried rice with ?, and biscuits. We also had sweet tea. The caterer said he had never made anything that was on the menu - he had to scramble to find recipes. He did very well.

After dinner and speeches, we moved back to the large open area for dancing to a live band and wedding cake as the waiters moved through the room with cookies brought in from Cleveland, Tennessee (Lauren's favorite when she was growing up), little key lime pies, and something chocolate - like a little chocolate pie as well as flutes of champagne. Lauren and Rich danced to "Dancing in the Moonlight" and it was fun and wonderful. I finally got the four Foreman boys to get up and dance with their women, but only on the condition that I could get Paul to get up and dance - which I did. He started doing some weird dancing he calls a buck and wing (like clogging) and everyone there circles around and watches. I think he did it at Rachel's wedding, too. Soon, Lauren joined in and everyone was hooting and hollering. Chris Foreman declared Paul his hero and all four Foreman boys got up and danced. Paul, of course, was done in after that, so we went back to the hotel.

thirty-five degrees

enchanted weekend wedding

Rich, Lauren...thank you!

Fish

New Beginnings?

Well, where have I been for over a month? The day-to-day, mundane stuff of life, I guess. School has started back and may be over soon - for me, anyway. Sigh. God's will be done. Who knows what plans He has for me? So tomorrow I will get out of bed at 7ish, get dressed , ride my little blue scooter to school, and teach my classes as usual as I wait to hear from my rep whether or not I am still a teacher, or if the last ten years were just a mirage leading to something better. I am okay with either because I believe with my whole heart God is in control of the situation.

God promised to say
'This is the way, walk in it;'
I believe He will.

To Helen (&) Back

Back home, peeling, and completely satisfied with our trip. Gary and Andrea were tons of fun to travel with, as were their daughters Tiffany and Ginger, and Tiffany's daughter Nichole, our son Aaron, and Patrick...we haven't decided who he really belongs to, but he's fun, too. We stayed in a really nice "cabin" on Dach Brucken Gasse in Helen. There is a killer turn when you leave the neighborhood, and if you promise not to tell my father, I will tell you that I dropped the scooter on that turn once. I had already made that turn one time perfectly. That second time, Paul was on his scooter, and Gary and Nicole were on Gary's scooter, and Andrea, Patrick and Tiffany were in the car. I headed down the hill to the first turn, made that right turn, then down a steeper hill to the next turn in the road to the left, and blew it. I knew it was a tough turn. I slowed down. I even came to a complete stop when I saw that I was not going to make it through without going into the shallow, rock filled ditch. The stop was too abrupt, though, so when I put my feet down I lost my balance and fell. The scooter fell, too, but it didn't turn off. I ended up with minor bruises - one on my left leg, one on my right ankle, and a knot on my right upper arm. I banged my head on the rocks and scratched my helmet. I laughed. The instant the panic was over I became aware that as I lay there on my back my feet were straight up in the air! I was really quite comical. I am completely blessed that it wasn't any worse!

The rest of the trip (we did end up trailering our scooters, by the way) I scootered without any problems. It really was a lot of fun riding those mountain roads. Some of them are not banked properly (like that awful turn where I fell), and they were a bit challenging, but other than that it was so much fun. Everyone went tubing Saturday except for Paul and I. I have been tubing there when the water is low and it really isn't that much fun to me. So Paul and I spent hours at the waterpark riding the lazy river while they spent four hours trying to get down their river bed. I feel certain we had more fun than they did, and I certainly got more sun. By the way, it rained Saturday night/Sunday morning, and the river was up so the same four hour trip took one hour on Sunday. And Saturday's ride wasn't without it's moments; they say Tiffany's spill out of her tube was quite entertaining!


Here's the burning question from the weekend: what in the world happened to Hansel and Gretel's candy? I love their fudge, usually, but this time it was as if they left out half the cocoa to save money or something. I hate it. they usually have such good fudge. Several of us got candy there - all different kinds - and none of it was anything to write home about. Too, too bad.

Another highlight of the trip (besides Tiffany's tube-turnover) was grubbing for gems at a place just outside of Helen. Paul and I split a $30 bucket of rocks and found a sapphire, two small emeralds, three small rubies and tons of semi-precious rocks like amethysts, citrine, tiger eye, jade, and the most beautiful of all, sodalite. It was like coke-bottle green and blue with purple sandwiched in the middle. So gorgeous, but they won't cut it anymore because it is too soft. I got the sapphire cut, though, and it should arrive in a few weeks. I haven't decided how to get it set - a ring? a necklace? - it is exciting to explore the possibilities. Aaron, Ginger, and Tiffany each got a tiger eye cut, and Ginger got a citrine cut that is going to be stunning! Nicole got something, too, but for the life of me I can't remember... amythest? In any case, it will be so much fun to get our jewels in the mail!

We rode our scooters back beginning Monday morning. The first leg was to Cave Spring, GA. What a wonderful ride that was weaving up and down mountain roads! We left early enough that it was cool, and rode fast enough to keep the heat off even as it got later in the day. We stopped four or five times for water, and only one time for gas. It was not a tiring trip at all. Oh, sure, our bumblies were a little numbly when we arrived, but not so much that we were sore later. We stayed at the historic Tumlin House as we had planned (thank goodness! since I don't believe there was a hotel in the town!) I am including pictures of the house and one of several house cats. The couple that owns the house was friendly, as were the other couple staying the night there on their way to Kentucky. Paul and I played dominoes and cards on a wonderful back porch, and opted not to swim in the tempting pool out back since the evening had already cooled. They had sleep-number-type mattresses on their beautiful antique beds which were made with antique (?) bedspreads. They had dozens of DVDs to choose from in the dining room, so Paul and I helped ourselves to some movies we haven't seen and nestled into that big bed. Our room had a restroom in it, but there are rooms without and for them there is a nice big bathroom midway up the stairs. I am sorry we don't have inside pictures because it was so lovely, but the camera batteries died. You can still see the charm on the outside, though. Look at those huge porches with two or three wicker swings. I really would like to curl up in one and stay for a while, enjoying the cool shade and a good book. I am afraid I would be tempted to sleep out there if allowed!
After leaving the Tumlin House, we went to see the cave spring from which Cave Spring gets its name. There were people there getting hundreds of gallons of water to take home with them. They say this is the clearest water in the entire state of GA. Can you believe we didn't have even a cup to put water in? We went to the general store to buy one, but it was still closed. I really do highly recommend this little town for someone who is looking for some true R&R.

Below left, you can see the folks getting enough water for an aeon. The entrance to the cave was locked so we didn't get to go in, but here is the view, on the right.


Can you believe how clear thewater is? Those are trout in there; can you see them?

The rest of the journey home flew by. We traveled all small highways and byways. Can you believe Paul and I didn't even have one real argument? Okay, I admit it, I was peeved when we just flew by the Tate House without even so much as a pause to admire it; but that was as bad as it got. We found out on the way home that our precious little long-haired, dapple Dachhaund was in need of semi-urgent medical care following what we think was a snake bite, so we did rush a little from Oneonta to Oak Grove. She had to have surgery to remove necrotic tissue from her muscle on her back leg, but she is home again and resting on her "throne."

So, now it is time for the Haiku. Hmmm. Let's see.

Mountains masked in mist
Steep roadways rise and descend
Helen on my mind

I am so looking forward to the end of this week when I head to Helen, GA. I am a little apprehensive, too, as I wonder about the trip there and back and the elements that might beat down on us. I am thinking about the possibility of trailering the scooters there, then riding them back. Any thoughts from anyone else on the subject?

Oh! I almost forgot the haiku at the end!

Trailering the scoots

Seems like ducking out in fear

Common sense wins out.

I am so bummed out. I only got 68 mpg on my scoot this time. It is still good, I guess.

Drove to Hoover and back this evening. I don't think I particularly like going 50-60 mph in the dark. Especially with amber glasses on. The glare is too much, the bugs hurt like a big dog, and I am not as confident that I can be seen. Think I will try to hold my scooting to daylight hours.

Dark, cool, windy night

Bugs, like snow, fall in the light

Can you see me now?

Brrrrr! Cold Alabama Nights

What on earth? Why is it so cold in Alabama right now? We had to cut our scooter rides short tonight because we weren't dressed warmly enough. Plus we are really tired. I did tell you that my husband is old, and I am practically getting ready to just about start getting old.

purple sunset clouds

decorate the evening sky

ohmygosh, it's cold!