So we went to a wedding today. It was what I consider a one off wedding. I was the plus one on this one. It was a former college classmate of Keyron’s, it was her son getting married.
Did the standard cash donation of a couple hundred bucks. In cash of course.
Interesting little fete. But here’s what I really want to talk about. It was held at the Whispering Pines Conference Center in West Greenwich, RI. It’s on the W. Alton Jones campus of the University of Rhode Island. Getting there was a job even with GPS – lots of narrow and twisty little roads. And the woods they were a lovely, dark and deep. But then the cell service failed – and with it GPS maps. So the immediate worry was “How the hell do we get out of here?”
Anyhow the shindig went well. The best man blew the champagne toast, but we drank anyhow. The food was good – I had the steak – it was ribeye and done the way I like. We got to see the first dance, mother-son, father-daughter dances. Couldn’t stay for the cake because I had to be home early.
Now I had said the thing about “How the hell do we get out of here?” Fortunately had little signs posted that said in effect “This way to to Route 102”. That would be Rhode Island Route 102. Which junctions with I-95 north and south. So we made it back to civilization.
But I will say this – when we get married it’s not going to be out in the middle of nowhere.