The Beginning of the End of the Beginning
Tonight at 8:50PM Teresa and I board a train with bags full of the requisite gear. Our overnight journey ends bright and early in AucklandNewZealand, where we meet up with with her parents and sister who arrived the night before. From there we do the Kiwi Tourist thing and drive around seeing and doing the things that need to be seen and done by people who have never been to NewZealand before.
On the way to Hahei, about halfway up the east side of the Coromandel Penisula, we stop for a night in Thames to get the necessary paperwork. Tuesday we arrive in Hahei, which is about a three hour drive from Auckland. For twenty-four hours we run around frantically trying to get done all the things that need getting without murdalizing each other.
Wednesday the guests start trickling in, including my parents and sister. That night Teresa's family and my family get to meet for the first time over dinner at a local restuarant, Teresa is wearing her new little black dress. Over dinner we'll get to see how Teresa's hardened Polish heritage interacts with my mellowed hippie heritage.
Thursday we mess about, with the messing culminating in a group BBQ outside our beachside villa's.
Friday, at approximately 5PM, we become man and wife on the beach. There is champagne, probably some hooting and hollering and maybe some crying. At the reception Teresa and I have faithfully promised each other that we will not drink "too much". We've left "too much" up to subjective interpretation.
Saturday we lounge about in post-coital bliss, with another BBQ that afternoon for those that remain.
Sunday we depart with friends for a lazy meander back home to WellingtonNewZealand.
Throughout this period we dance and sing and pray for good weather. So far the weather gods have given no indication of hearing, caring or anything.
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