Ok, some wedding pictures, to tantalize the imagination for more to come. (oops, did that come out wrong?) Anyway, these are from our wonderful friends who put up pics on facebook, so don't go thinking we get any credit for these.
Our first dance:
What's black and white and red all over? Josh and Mirah's wedding guests having a drink!
Mirah and her bridesmaids being ridiculously silly:
Anyway. Back to the present. We’re in Dublin now, which is the first leg of our honeymoon. After this we’re going to Venice; think of it as the drinking/eating honeymoon. The plan is to arrive in Jerusalem, in Josh’s words, “fat dumb and happy.” So far, so good. Josh’s family put us on first class on the plane over here, so we actually did touch down in Dublin a bit tipsy. Did you know they serve you champagne before you even lift off? And there’s a four-course meal complete with helpful flight attendants with trays of canape’s? We just kept looking at each other and bursting into incredulous laughter. Like, seriously, people live like this? We never would have bought first class tickets ourselves, but it was really fun. So thank you Tom and Marty and Benj.
When we arrived, we checked into our hotel, the Westin Dublin. The deal was that since we had our wedding at the Westin in DC, we accumulated the Westin equivalent of frequent flyer miles. So we were supposed to be able to stay there for free for our honeymoon. Of course, it turns out we had many fewer points than we had thought, and we ended up having to move to another hotel after three nights. Though we’re in another five-star hotel now, thanks to last-minute travelocity deals.
We’ve done a lot of exploring Dublin on foot, but we haven’t been doing the usual high-paced vacation thing. Since it’s our honeymoon, we’ve been taking it easy. Like, really easy. Last night we curled up in our room, took a bubble bath, and read until it was time to go to sleep. Then we slept until 2:00. We must have been sooo tired! I don’t think Josh has slept that much in his entire life. Then today we walked all over the city. We must have walked 10 miles today, which would explain my sore feet and happiness. Also, I got my hair cut yesterday. I was waiting to cut my hair really short until after the wedding, so I really wanted to get it cut on our honeymoon. It’s REALLY short now! Well, not really short, but short in comparison with the way it was before. Also, to my annoyance, the lady who was cutting my hair kind of misunderstood what I was asking and gave me these funky bang-like things. I was really freaking out about it for a while, but I guess I’m ok with it now. My new haircut makes me look much older, which takes some getting used to, but ought to be a good thing for my job, so people take me more seriously. I don’t want to be in the West Bank and have people now talk to me because they think of me as a child. But the stupid bang things keep getting in my eyes. Argh.
Love and kisses,
Mirah
When we arrived, we checked into our hotel, the Westin Dublin. The deal was that since we had our wedding at the Westin in DC, we accumulated the Westin equivalent of frequent flyer miles. So we were supposed to be able to stay there for free for our honeymoon. Of course, it turns out we had many fewer points than we had thought, and we ended up having to move to another hotel after three nights. Though we’re in another five-star hotel now, thanks to last-minute travelocity deals.
We’ve done a lot of exploring Dublin on foot, but we haven’t been doing the usual high-paced vacation thing. Since it’s our honeymoon, we’ve been taking it easy. Like, really easy. Last night we curled up in our room, took a bubble bath, and read until it was time to go to sleep. Then we slept until 2:00. We must have been sooo tired! I don’t think Josh has slept that much in his entire life. Then today we walked all over the city. We must have walked 10 miles today, which would explain my sore feet and happiness. Also, I got my hair cut yesterday. I was waiting to cut my hair really short until after the wedding, so I really wanted to get it cut on our honeymoon. It’s REALLY short now! Well, not really short, but short in comparison with the way it was before. Also, to my annoyance, the lady who was cutting my hair kind of misunderstood what I was asking and gave me these funky bang-like things. I was really freaking out about it for a while, but I guess I’m ok with it now. My new haircut makes me look much older, which takes some getting used to, but ought to be a good thing for my job, so people take me more seriously. I don’t want to be in the West Bank and have people now talk to me because they think of me as a child. But the stupid bang things keep getting in my eyes. Argh.
Love and kisses,
Mirah
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