wedding bells

it all started back in august, about a week after i’d got back from Malaysia. my friend emailed me to tell me her boyfriend had proposed, and would i come to the wedding and be her bridesmaid? fine by me, except for my location (France) and the timing (the wedding was scheduled for november: i’d just been to Malaysia!) i went anyway, having both time (ie, no job) and money.

but it’s become a trend, apparently, to invite me to a wedding halfway across the globe, with only 3 months notice. a friend of mine in Sydney has just changed her wedding date to the end of may (as opposed to 6 months later), while another friend’s decided to marry his sweetheart in Wisconsin at the beginning of july, which i could just about manage if i wasn’t going through a month training for work at that very time.

i guess the real question is, how did i manage to make friends with so many people strewn across the world, why couldn’t i just do what normal people do, make friends with locals? there’s a serious anthropological question someone might want to write a PhD about…