The Wedding of the Century
Ok, that might be a slight exaggeration, but I did attend a very pretty wedding in Philadelphia over the weekend. Rachel and the Sausage got married at one of the boathouses on boathouse row. It was pretty and the view of the city was awesome.
But let me back up and start at the beginning.
As many of you know, Rachel (who I will not be linking due to the fact she’s had problems with Internet stalkers) got engaged a few months ago, and the wedding was the 10th.
As is my custom, I reserved non-stop flights on US Airways for Jenna and I, since they are the only airline to fly direct from KC to Philly. Jenna flew in a few days early to do bridesmaid stuff, which I assume includes getting lap dances from male strippers and drinking a lot, although that has neither been confirmed nor denied.
I was set to fly in on Friday. Well, as is US Airways’ custom, they promptly (haha) delayed my flight due to a “mechanical problem.” They assured me it was nothing major, but that the plane that was on it’s way to KC had to be diverted to Pittsburg and have an emergency landing. That’s not exactly what I would call “minor” but perhaps in airline terms it’s not that bad. They said the plane was on the ground in Pittsburg but should be back in the air soon. So it looked as the the delay would be about 2-3 hours.
Three hours later, they announced that not only was the plane not in KC yet, but that the plan was still grounded in Pittsburg and they were looking for a replacement plane because they couldn’t fix the first one. Nice. So an hour or 2 later, they finally find another plane and it leaves Pittsburg to come to KC… another 2 hours.
We finally leave KC more than 6 hours late, which is remarkable because normally they’d just cancel a flight that late. I arrived in Philly, picked up my car, and drove to Conshohocken (I’m not making that up). Fortunately, the Marriott has room service and pay-per-view.
Saturday morning I woke up to Jenna calling me and informing me that Kelly drive (the one that runs by boathouse row) was shut down because they were having a regatta. I’m not making that up, either. Apparently it’s normal to have rowing events in November. So I spent a couple of hours talking to people to find out how I was actually going to get to the event and park.
I finally left my hotel and drove into town, circled for about 30 minutes looking for a parking spot, and then found a street spot about 5 feet from the door to the boathouse. I know… it was the first time on the trip something had gone as it should.
Then we settled in for the wedding and reception. Here are some lovely pictures taken with my uber-cool camcorder that also sports a 1 megapixel still camera. Sorry the pics look like surveillance photos taken from 2 miles away. I swear I was actually at the wedding.
The Jenna and Rachel striking a pose.
Jenna crying during the ceremony.
Pete and Jenna on the balcony overlooking the Schuykill and downtown Philly.
Yes, the groom and groomsmen did wear kilts.
Anyhow, Sunday we went to visit Jenna’s family and I took the opportunity to watch football on the very large plasma screen. Jenna’s evil plan to get her family to move to Kansas City seems to be moving along quite well.
Monday we drove all over town and finally got to the airport and flew home, this time only delayed about 40 minutes. Useless Airways.
Wednesday, November 14th, 2007
