What can I say about the Wedding? It was picture perfect. And so it should have been after a year's planning. The only thing that couldn't be planned was the weather and fortunately it behaved itself.
It was really astonishing that something that had taken so long to plan was over in less than twenty minutes. The attention to detail was breathtaking.
Here we have me, Tom, Elizabeth (mother of the groom), the happy couple and Mel's parents, Kent and Jean.
These are our flowers - Tom's button hole and my glitzy wrist band. Note how my table placing is hand written and the lobster stamp means I got lobster for dinner.
After much eating, drinking, speeches and dancing we were bussed back to our hotel. Today we decided to drive to the furthest point of the Cape to Provincetown. This historic old town was settled by the Pilgrims in 1602. It had a great harbour so in 1654 the Governor of the Plymouth colony purchased the land from the Nauset Indians for a selling price of two brass kettles, six coats, 12 hoes, 12 axes, 12 knives and a box. I wonder what was in the box - I reckon the contents had to be the deal clincher.
One of the odd facts about this quaint little town is that apparently the 2010 U.S. Census revealed that Provincetown had the highest rate of same sex couples in the country at 163.1 per 1000 couples. I don't know if the fact that the Supreme Court legalised same sex-marriage on Friday, June 26th changed anything for Provincetown but the things we noticed most here were the rainbow flags and the water bowls that were outside the shops. I have never seen so many dogs and been in such a gay friendly place in my life.
But it's also extremely picturesque.
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