It started last Sunday, July 5, at about 2:30 PM. I sat getting my hair and makeup done for my wedding, set to begin at 4pm.
We received the news that a large tree had fallen across the mountain road leading up to our wedding location deep in the redwoods. The venue would soon lose power, and we could only hope that the generator would hold out through the rest of the evening. In the meantime, everyone was being rerouted, which caused the wedding start time to be pushed back a full two hours.
Before I could panic, my skillful hair and make up artist turned my face back to her and said, "Don't worry. Everything is being taken care of. You just focus on me."
So my bridesmaids and I continued listening to music, getting ready, telling stories, and enjoying our extra time together. By the time the wedding began, our posed photos had been taken, our guests already had cocktails in their hands, and I hardly noticed that it was later than originally planned.
Until 9:30pm, when the generator cut out right in the middle of "Remix to Ignition" by R Kelly. Instantly shrouded in darkness, all of the guests took a collective gasp, and a moment of tension and hesitation hung in the air. Without missing a beat, I continued singing the R Kelly song a cappella, and everyone on the dance floor joined in. (I learned nothing in college if not all the words to most of the R&B songs of the early 2000s.)
The a cappella dance party lasted through the last half-hour of the reception. Not one single guest left early. It was the most fun part of the night!
Fast forward to three days later. My newlywed husband and I sat in the "Hello Kitty" themed gate at the Taipei airport, awaiting our connecting flight to Bali. After 12 hours in the air and six hours of layover, we couldn't have been more ready to board our final plane and get to our tropical paradise honeymoon.
Just before boarding time, we received word that a volcano had a erupted in Bali, closing all airports. Surprise!
Just like my hair and make up artist, the employees of our airline told us not to worry and assured us that we would be well cared for. Within 30 minutes, they rounded everyone up, lead us through the airport to retrieve our bags, and put us on a bus to our hotel for the night. Everyone received a complementary hotel room, lunch, dinner, and breakfast in the next day. (Remind me to write a glowing review for Eva Air when I return!)
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