A Wedding!

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Posted on 30th August 2009 by Tara in Diary Entries | Travel

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Iain and Catie’s wedding was totally amazing – it was well worth the long trip (not just because I got to see all of my family after such a long time) and I was so pleased and proud to be part of a tradition that I have not experienced before.

They were married in the Greek Orthodox Cathedral in Golders Green on Saturday 29th August 2009.

Mom and I started the day in the Renaissance Hotel in High Holburn.30 years old and his Mom still dresses him

We decided to stay the day before, the day of and the day after the wedding in the hotel and not having to move was awesome!

After we got up and dressed and ready, we headed out to Harrow to meet the men (my Dad, my brothers James and Iain) and James’ wife Yoko at their hotel.

Mom really wanted to help Iain get into his tuxedo.
I suppose she has given up hope on me – her eldest and only daughter; in fact Dad said as much!

There was lots of standing around – posing – for James and I – while Mom and Dad fussed over Iains waistcoat, jacket, shoes .. well really the works!

Finally everyone was ready and so of course, we headed down to the bar for a couple of quiet nerve gatherers and to wait for Iain’s Greek godfather to arrive to take him and Mom and Dad to the church.

James and Yoko and I were waiting for Alexi, Catie’s brother, to come and pick us up.

Arriving at the Cathedral, I was glad I had read through the ‘Guide to a Greek Wedding” that we had been sent with our invitations – as it is nothing like the movie “My Big Fat Greek Wedding” – much to Dad’s horror as he and Pam had watched it about 8 times so he was at least a little prepared!

Firstly everyone sat together – there is no ‘bride side’ and ‘groom side’.  In fact, people stood (there is a lot of standing during the ceremony anyway) – but people stood where they were comfortable and where they could see clearly.

Mom met Iain at the back of the church and the two of them walked up the aisle together.
Catie’s parents and Mom and Dad were given chairs on the altar for the duration of the ceremony.

Once the ceremony started, it is divided into two – the Service of Betrothal and the Ceremony of the Sacrament of Marriage.
The Service of Betrothal exchanges the rings – the bride and groom do not make vows to each other as turning up is seen as meaning that they want to be there and to get married.
It is during the ring exchange that we could be witnesses to the exchange and we were invited to be a part of the ceremony.
James and Yoko and I signed the ribbon and stood on either side of the bride and groom and when it was our turn, we swap the rings over once.

The Ceremony of the Sacrament of Marriage is next and there were a lot of prayers.
The whole ceremony was in Greek so there was not a lot (if any) that I understood.
Except when the priest got around to repeating things three times as this symbolises the Holy Trinity : The Father, The Son and the Holy Spirit.
Yayy for something my Catholic education taught me!

Iain and Catie were crowned with their stefana – which were joined by a white ribbon and blessed by the priest.
This is the ribbon that we had all signed previously.
It is a bad indication if either of the crowns fall off the bride or the groom and I think that Iain had his free hand on his for most of the ceremony to make sure that this fate did not befall him.DSC_2988 - Version 2

The priest then leads the couple (wearing their stefana) around the altar three times and these symbolise their first steps as husband and wife.

Now funnily enough – during the third time around the altar, they had paused and then Catie took off on her final lap but without Iain!
Luckily she was stopped and they resumed without losing a crown .. or two.

Then the ceremony was over and we all filtered out on to the steps for photographs and then to head back to the Renaissance Hotel for drinks – and then dinner and dancing.  Lots and lots and lots of dancing.

I am going to let the album speak for itself.

Jet Lag Remedy #1

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Posted on 21st August 2009 by Tara in Diary Entries | Travel

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I left New Zealand on a relatively clear – but definitely chilly winter evening.

When I arrived in London – 28 hours later – it was sunny and warm.  Seriously summer warm!
I did not quite realise how much I missed summer until I arrived in England and found that my favourite season had not quite ended.  After clearing customs super quick and grabbing my bag, I was on the underground and headed for Tower Hill to catch the C2C train down to Southend-on-Sea.

I have not seen my brother James for over 4 years, and I had not met his wife Yoko yet either.
Again with the things I was looking forward to!  James met me at the station and we headed down to his place.  After two minutes, it was quite honestly like we had seen each other only two or three days before hand.

It did not take long for the first trip to the off-license to occur and the evening quickly headed the way of a drinking session with a little bit of catching up! 
It was just fabulous to see my brother again – and to get on really well with Yoko.  Even better, one of his associates from the university was away and I had their house to stay in which was just up the road and around the corner.  Finally, I could keep my eyes open no longer, so we grabbed my case and headed over to Nicks place. 
I laid my head down and slept … and slept .. and slept until around lunchtime the following day.

I woke up to sunshine – and a lovely warm breeze!
I had a few text messages on my phone … culminating in the standard “oh just text me when you wake up” – so I got ready and walked around to James and Yoko’s beachfront apartment. 

Yoko is studying Reflexology and Massage Therapy.
Oh my luck!!  She needed a case study or two – so for the time I spent down there, I received free reflexology!  A fine Jet Lag remedy (partly because it was so relaxing that I drifted off for a sleep after each session). 

James, Caterina, Iain and Yoko waiting for Mom

Wednesday we all jumped on the train and headed into London.  Mom and my aunt were arriving on the EuroStar from Rome …. via Paris and they had not had that great a trip. 
Basically the train broke down just outside of Milan and instead of a wonderful trip through Europe seeing the countryside during the day, they got stuck in 40 degree weather with a little water and no word on what was happening.  By the time they arrived in Paris, it was pretty much time to board the next train across to England. 
So we waited at St Pancras station and when Mom arrived, we whisked her off to the Champagne Bar and sat in the wonderful air conditioning and let the Veuve Clicquot bubbles tickle our noses for a couple of hours. 

I was not quite ready to give up the lazy days of Southend for the rush of London (and the impending nuptials) so Iain and Catie then took Mom off to Harrow and James and Yoko and I headed back down to Southend.

Summer please!

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Posted on 12th August 2009 by Tara in Travel

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Start as I mean to go on …. hmmm.  Now there is a coincidence in a photograph if ever I saw one!
This photograph was taken by Nell on our last trip to England – at the start of the great International Women of Mayhem South America adventure (rampage) of 2007.

I am heading off on Sunday – to England for a couple of weeks.
I don’t really want to go, to England I mean, however my brother Iain is getting married so that pretty much removes any chance of me using any excuse not to go.

I am rather excited to see both of my brothers.
As soon as I arrive in Heathrow, I’ll be jumping on the train to get the heck out of there and to cruise over to Essex to see my other brother James, who I have not seen in at least 4 years (I think).
I checked out Wikipedia last night and also scoped his address out on Google Maps.  I am looking forward to spending a couple of days walking around the beach and the boardwalk … hopefully in the sunshine with my camera!

I get to hang around with him for a couple of days whilst waiting for Mom to arrive in London – she is going via Rome don’t you know and we have orders to meet her in the Champagne Bar as soon as she steps off her train.  La de da!!!

The trip I took to London prior to 2007 was back in 2005 and I had a blast.
It was off the tail end of a conference in New Orleans and I took a quick skip to go and see my brother.
We had a blast and the weather was rather nice so I am holding out for sunshine and to come home with a bit of a sunkissed look and a few more freckles.  But no more bad moles!!

london – june 2005