The wedding was casual and very inclusive. None of us had ever met the bride or groom. I thought the bride was my coworker's sister, but that just meant friend from church. Can you tell who decided to attend at the last minute in the picture below. (No R.S.V.P.? No problem!)
Monday at 4 o'clock sounds like the perfect time for a wedding ceremony, or if it rains that afternoon, 5:30 works too. Silly Americans, arriving on time. We entertained ourselves by taking pictures until other guests began to arrive. In India, single girls are referred to as spinsters--regardless of age--until they are married. So, I give you, three spinsters in sari...
The church had a snake problem, so they decided to keep pheasants on the grounds. Apparently the pitch of their squawking irritates the snakes and keeps them away. The Sunday School children liked the birds so much, they added swans, roosters, guinea pigs and bunnies to their little petting zoo.
Brides are always radiant, no matter the culture. Her sari was a gift from the groom. Nice pick! How much things cost is a favorite topic here, and the bride's friend eagerly disclosed the price of the wedding sari during the reception. They exchanged rings and Bibles (pictured below) as a part of the ceremony, as a token of their commitment, and what their commitment is founded on. 
The bride and groom are Xns, but they both come from Hindu families...which didn't seem to put a damper on his parent's enjoyment of the day. (Mum, Dad and the groom pictured below.) 
What followed the ceremony? Too much food of course! (And a motorcylce ride home in a downpour. But we won't go into that.)
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