Pool? or Beach?
20 October 2005, 11:10
This was the hardest decision we had to make in Cairns. Tough life.
Love!
We headed north for our friends' (let's use their initials -"T"&"A" which is rather unfortunate but these are desperate times...) wedding at Kewarra Beach Resort, one of the beaches north of Cairns. They had admitted to shamelessly ripping off our beach wedding idea, but of course, had to go that extra step of having the reception in a gorgeous open-air thatched hut, with bamboo torches lighting the way, satisfyingly reminiscent of Tribal Council. Hrmph.
Beautiful wedding, albeit on a sweltering day - 30 degrees with 80% humidity. Of course, Kinki wasn't wise enough to buy a dress that wasn't BLACK so she suffered mightily in her jocks, but hell, it was difficult to find anything remotely nice for a wedding for someone as abdominally-challenged as myself.
Hot. Very Hot.
I felt really honoured to be there - it was a very intimate wedding, only 16 or so guests, but it meant we could chat to everyone. "T" is a Uni friend of McG's and I don't actually know her or "A" all that well, but they're both so down-to-earth and easygoing, I even teared up during the ceremony (ahem... pregnancy hormones...)
I was also rather impressed with my ability to sit on half-a-glass of wine (oh sad alchohophile that I am) all evening and still feel social. But then it could have been that rad 80s hit-list in the background.
A special mention must go to "T"'s mum who went overboard with the bonbonierre. Where we had two little red and silver chocolates at our reception, T&A had a wedding showbag with bottle of wine, soaps, votif candles, champagne glasses and bath pot-pourri. We were rather gobsmacked at all the effort.
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Are you sure we're related?
We also got to catch up with the Cairns contingent of McG's family, including a rather grown-up Tessa, who is now 2 and speaks three languages, English, Mandarin and Shrek. An incorrigible cutie, Tessa is still funny around strangers, although in the form of a true 2-year old sage, has predicted that I'm having a "garl". I think the mighty Tum may have freaked the poor thing out a bit.
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Tough Life
McG and I are such die-hard travellers and "experience-buffs", it was weird to just chill-out and do nothing but sit on a beach, swim in the outrageously divine water (sans stinger-nets!) and read trash-mags. MiniMc must not have known what the hell was going on, as s/he was rather active in what I think may have been protest at all the relaxation. It was fascinating reclining on the beach watching the skin of my tummy move and undulate with all that kicking and wriggling, though.
Back in Melbourne now. Lovingly welcomed back into her arms with a downpour of rain. Most unusual. Not.
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