Another wedding story

The Hubs' boss (HB) and his wife (HBW) went to a wedding this weekend. It was for his ex-wife's nephew. Even after the divorce, his ex-wife's nephew stayed close with HB and his daughter (HBD).

It was a destination wedding. So everyone took a couple modes of transportation to GET to the wedding site. The younger group (the wedding party, their friends, and HBD & her fiancee) went on a huge tour bus. The older group (the parents and such) went on a plane. Turns out that the plane was a MUCH better route. WHY? Because the 8 hour bus ride turned out to be an 11 hour ride. WHY? Because the wedding party and their friends were BIG TIME smokers. Every hour or so they'd have the bus driver stop so they could take a smoke break.

HB and HBW checked into their room at the hotel. The hotel was shaped around an open area in the middle. Their room? It was on the outside of the circle. On the street side. Right near the hotel bar. duh-duh-duh-DUM! That's right folks. Right near the BAR! When the bus finally arrived, the wedding party and friends hit the bar. They apparently let loose and were quite loud. They left the bar around 1:30am. Whew, right? No. When the wedding party and friends left, the locals did their thing. The bar closed up around 4:30am. Needless to say, HB went to the front desk the next morning to get a different room. A much quieter room.

Before the ceremony, there was a scheduled event. A vodka tasting party. Most of the young set attended (basically everyone from the bus). The people who weren't in the wedding party had to leave the tasting a little early so that they could get changed. The wedding party? They were already dressed and stayed to drink more. When the time for the ceremony finally arrived, the entire wedding party walked over to the wedding site. Which happened to be across a muddy area. The bride's dress was a MESS by the time she got to the altar. Mud and foot prints on the train. Uh....but they were all pretty drunk so I guess it didn't matter? The bride and groom had to sit during the ceremony. They were so toasted they couldn't stand up for the entire ceremony.

And the stories don't end there. Apparently, there was a story of one young guest who was sitting in a regular chair at the reception and fell over. She just fell over and passed out. There was a story about one groomsman (supposedly 19 years old) who locked out his designated roommates because he was hooking up with one of the bridesmaids (supposedly 17 years old).

I must say that when the Hubs' was relaying this story, he was sounding pretty shocked. But I looked at him like he was crazy.

Me: Why are you so surprised about these kind of antics?

Hubs: It's just so OUT there.

Me: You should talk! It sounds like something that your family would do. You all seem to NEED alcohol when there's a party. There is a history of your uncles and male cousins fist fighting. There's cat fights and stuff between the aunts and the girl cousins. HB's nephew's family is just a half step higher in antics than your OWN family!

Hubs: Well....I guess when you put it THAT way....

Now what kind of crazy weddings have YOU seen or been a part of?