Last night we completed the final act of the wedding play that lasted a week. Sita’s now official in-laws, a double pair of parents, took us out to a lovely seafood restaurant in Gloucester; there were a few more toasts and Axel finally read from Khalil Gibran book of love poems that we had all see him buy when we were in Beirut in March.
Today the newlyweds will head home with their car full of the decorations, wedding clothes, and, especially, boxes of gifts, and envelopes with checks and cash to replenish the shrunken bank account.
I am looking towards my departure (tomorrow), assembling and packing the stuff that was stacked in boxes when we arrived a week ago. I am also starting to think about how I am going to spend the two days in the quaint B&B a short train ride north of Amsterdam. I have some ideas and, having gotten over the disappointment of not staying there with my honey, I am actually quite looking forward to having time entirely to myself.
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