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rionaleonhart) wrote2022-06-24 12:27 pm
rionaleonhart) wrote2022-06-24 12:27 pm
Their Legal Wedding Was In London; This Was The Illegal Wedding.
'There's another loo past baggage reclaim,' my mum points out.
'Yes, of course there are Toulouse,' I say.
I am escorted out of France.
Over the weekend, I attended my brother Joseph's wedding! In France, which was experiencing an intense heatwave.
'Thank you all for joining us for our wedding in Hell,' Joseph greeted us in his speech. It was nearly 40°C. He turned to his bride. 'Eleanor, you're looking incredible. I think we can all agree that there are two extreme heat events in the south of France today.'
Shakira's 'Whenever, Wherever' played at the end of the ceremony, as the bride and groom walked up the aisle together. Incredible choice.
Joseph and Eleanor were told to feed each other the first bite of wedding cake 'gently and lovingly' and just mashed it into each other's faces simultaneously. They both had the same idea independently and have no idea who struck first. Truly made for each other.
Prior to the wedding, we were staying near a mountain that had the same name as my dad. Mum suggested that we climb it.
Dad: You want to climb to the top of the mountain?
Mum: I feel we should, as it's your name.
Dad: Bloody lucky I'm not called Everest.
Our flight back was cancelled, so we were trapped in Toulouse for two days, but there are worse places to be trapped! It gave us the opportunity to have a meal with the newlyweds, and I spent some time reading in a nice little park - the Parc du Grand Noble - which had avenues of trees and an interesting fountain you could stand inside. If you went there in the morning, you could see rabbits; they seemed to live under the wooden walkways.
There was a lot of cool wildlife on this trip, actually! I hadn't seen hummingbird hawk-moths before, and they're fascinatingly strange; they're moths that look like hummingbirds. I had seen scarce swallowtails before, but they're still very cool; they're butterflies with wings that seem to be set backwards and have false antennae at the bottom, to confuse predators, so they look upside-down when they're feeding on flowers. A lot of little lizards, one of which crawled onto Eleanor's hand during the wedding meal, and she was so excited she went around the tables to show everyone her new friend.
At one point we caught a glimpse of wild boar piglets trotting across the road; they were little and stripy and cute as hell. A bat fluttered over and over my head, drawing constant restless figures-of-eight against the dusk sky. We watched house martins flitting into their nests in the eaves; we watched swallows blizzarding around a town square. I'd never seen birds move like that: flying around in large numbers, but all moving as individuals, not as a flock.
As a final note, two different people at the wedding introduced themselves to me with 'HI, I'M INTO FANFICTION AND I WAS TOLD TO TALK TO YOU.' It was pretty great.
'Yes, of course there are Toulouse,' I say.
I am escorted out of France.
Over the weekend, I attended my brother Joseph's wedding! In France, which was experiencing an intense heatwave.
'Thank you all for joining us for our wedding in Hell,' Joseph greeted us in his speech. It was nearly 40°C. He turned to his bride. 'Eleanor, you're looking incredible. I think we can all agree that there are two extreme heat events in the south of France today.'
Shakira's 'Whenever, Wherever' played at the end of the ceremony, as the bride and groom walked up the aisle together. Incredible choice.
Joseph and Eleanor were told to feed each other the first bite of wedding cake 'gently and lovingly' and just mashed it into each other's faces simultaneously. They both had the same idea independently and have no idea who struck first. Truly made for each other.
Prior to the wedding, we were staying near a mountain that had the same name as my dad. Mum suggested that we climb it.
Dad: You want to climb to the top of the mountain?
Mum: I feel we should, as it's your name.
Dad: Bloody lucky I'm not called Everest.
Our flight back was cancelled, so we were trapped in Toulouse for two days, but there are worse places to be trapped! It gave us the opportunity to have a meal with the newlyweds, and I spent some time reading in a nice little park - the Parc du Grand Noble - which had avenues of trees and an interesting fountain you could stand inside. If you went there in the morning, you could see rabbits; they seemed to live under the wooden walkways.
There was a lot of cool wildlife on this trip, actually! I hadn't seen hummingbird hawk-moths before, and they're fascinatingly strange; they're moths that look like hummingbirds. I had seen scarce swallowtails before, but they're still very cool; they're butterflies with wings that seem to be set backwards and have false antennae at the bottom, to confuse predators, so they look upside-down when they're feeding on flowers. A lot of little lizards, one of which crawled onto Eleanor's hand during the wedding meal, and she was so excited she went around the tables to show everyone her new friend.
At one point we caught a glimpse of wild boar piglets trotting across the road; they were little and stripy and cute as hell. A bat fluttered over and over my head, drawing constant restless figures-of-eight against the dusk sky. We watched house martins flitting into their nests in the eaves; we watched swallows blizzarding around a town square. I'd never seen birds move like that: flying around in large numbers, but all moving as individuals, not as a flock.
As a final note, two different people at the wedding introduced themselves to me with 'HI, I'M INTO FANFICTION AND I WAS TOLD TO TALK TO YOU.' It was pretty great.