Tripping

We are in New London, Connecticut, having journeyed into the frozen North for the wedding of Taylor, a salesman who works for Dan at Brooks Systems. Actually it's the pretty warm and inviting North at the moment, rendering my packing kinda problematic -- I was all about the corduroy. Turns out it's like 80. But no humidity. Today was actually a beautiful day.

The wedding was fine. Benny and Sadie were the only people there under the age of 20 -- there weren't even flower girls and ring bearers or anything. The reason I'm here right now and Dan is at the "cocktail hour" is because there are no children whatsoever allowed at the reception. I respect that, if that's what they want, but I have to say that a reception without little kids dancing and being cute and strange -- will certainly be circumspect. And the wedding without children was certainly -- formal. There. I say no more. ;D Dan is going to duck out after the cocktail hour (or whatever it is, diet Coke hour for Dan) and come back to the hotel, where we'll be swimming in the pool and eating pizza.

The children were AMAZINGLY well behaved. Benny sat and read quietly and Sadie was a darling, very quiet, going back and forth between Dan's lap and mine. And this was during naptime! Astonishing. As each one of the groomsmen and bridesmaids came past our pew, Benny gave them jazz hands -- it was hilarious. He told every woman he came in contact with that she was beautiful -- and lots of them *were* very sparkly. I wore my April Cornell. Lots of people wore all black -- kinda odd. And the bridesmaids wore all black, carried lavender roses. But whatever. I'm not wise in the ways of Connecticut. The important thing is that even during this long, long, endless silent part, the children were quiet. I was very proud and relieved.

The homily was... indecipherable. At some point he said, "So, the important thing is that there is only one God, and you both pray to him, no matter which religion you are, so pray to him and ask him to (long pause) help you." And that was like... THE END of it. Very strange!!! I think they are both Catholics?

Tomorrow we're going to Mystic, Connecticut to the aquarium, which is supposed to be just marvelous, and to eat at Mystic Pizza where Julia Roberts used to work before she became a successful actress. Then we'll take the ferry to Fisher's Island, at least that is the plan, to see the island and stay at Mr. Bob's house tomorrow night. Then home on Tuesday.

The most interesting thing to write about is our side trip through NYC last night. I will go into it more later, but let me just tell you that Benny is in love with the city and has been asking every five minutes to go back. As we were driving around Grand Central Station, Benny hollered, 'OH I JUST LOVE NEW YORK CITY. THIS IS THE BEST PLACE TO LIVE.'

I told him he can move there after he finished graduate school. I think he wants to live in the middle of Times Square. Hehehe. More later. I have to find a place to get us some dinner.