Raluca and Andrei's Second Wedding Day, St. Nicolae Church, Brasov, Romania

It is with a tear (of joy) I’m writing this blog entry, Andrei and now Raluca, are close family. Their joy on this day is almost palpable, contagious, overrunning all the anxiety caused by all the planning mishaps inherent in each wedding ( Will it rain? It did. Will everything be perfectly set up? Yes, almost everything was 🙂 ). The families and friends on both sides, some coming from pretty far corners of the Earth, were running on that kind of high octane emotional fuel only weddings seem capable of producing. And let’s not forget the tranquility and, at times, sadness of the present grandparents who have been so instrumental in getting Raluca and Andrei where they are now. I can’t help thinking the happiest of them all would have been someone who was not with us. I close my eyes and I almost feel my father’s presence there with that special serene smile, that blissful expression on his face we’d only see when he was at his happiest moments.

So how does one approaches documenting an event which holds this much emotional weight, when one is involved personally so deeply ? “Dive right in” I thought to myself…

I could go at quite some length about all the wonderful details of this day but I somehow feel everyone is here to see the pictures. Here it is, the longest ever entry in our blog.

Enjoy!

And then it rained. Hard!

Fortunately the rain stopped and we had fireworks!

All fun and dandy and all that, but there’s this feeling something is not quite right… As in Dude, where’s your wife? She’s been stolen, a fine Romanian tradition which calls the exchange of the bride for something valuable, preferably alcohol… At this point Andrei is SERIOUSLY bummed…

Meanwhile, unspeakable acts of horror are done to the Best Man, the one that was supposed to stand guard and fend off the Bride’s kidnappers. The horror!… The horror!…