We were honoured to be invited to a friend’s wedding, held in Yunquera yesterday. We have many friends in the village, but to be invited to these family occasions is a special thing.
It’s also a long and difficult day for us non-Andalucians! Celebrations tend to be day-long events, and this wedding was no exception. Here’s how the day panned out.
9-3: wake up, do the usual round of chores. Watering, laundry, the lot.
3-5: iron several outfits, shave, cut Kenton’s hair, apply fake tan, paint my toenails, shower, do my hair.
5:00: leave for Yunquera, in order to be on time for a 5:30 wedding.
And here’s the first hiccup. The streets of the village are deserted. Do we have the right day, we wonder? But yes, once again we are not in tune with Andalucia time! People start to filter in the church about 5:30 (i.e. start of wedding time) and the bride turns up at 6. It’s steaming hot in our dress clothes, but surely even hotter for the bride and groom!
6:30-7:45: drive back up the mountain, feed dogs, change clothes. The wedding reception/dinner is due to start at 8:30, and is an hour’s drive away. We’re slightly smarter this time, and time our arrival for 9pm. No sign of the bride and groom, but it’s a free bar, and the guests have quite obviously been enjoying it.
9:30: bride and groom turn up.
10:30: the guests are seated, and dinner commences. We start with meats and cheeses, then go to prawns, then bigger prawns. Then a between-course sorbet. This obviously takes some time, as there are 400 hungry guests to serve!
12:30: the main course is served.
2am: the cake is cut and the bride/groom pass around the tables, greeting each guest in turn. Miraculously, the bride still looks radiant and fresh, even though she must be exhausted by now! She looked so happy, it made all of us happy, too.
2:45: dinner is over, the whiskey is brought out, and we leave, just as the party starts to warm up. Spanish friends at our table say “where are you going, it’s time for a whiskey and some dancing !!” When we explain that we’re tired, they look nonplussed.
At 4am, we arrive home, and head for bed. It’s been a very, very long day. The wedding started at 6pm, and I suspect the last guest didn’t leave the reception until 6am!