hen day number 1
number 1, cos there are two, which i originally thought was silly, but now works out really well as my sister, who's maid of honour at her best friend's wedding, was stuck in London after the airports closed down. she's arriving tonight instead.
so, anyway, after an emergency meeting Friday night to work out the final details, we woke up to a very wet Saturday morning. the weather forecast did, however, say it'd clear up and that we'd see sun, as well as localised storms. so off we drove toward the mountain. after a one-hour delay (due to the third car having left only 5 mns before the meeting time, which was over 30 mns away - but then, even the first car was 15 mns late and the second one, with the bride, a good 40 mns), we all headed toward the chosen mountain. after a few false starts (it turned out noone had actually even been there, so noone knew exactly where we were going), we found a good place to walk. not the one originally chosen, but that was probably all for the best anyway, as i personally had trouble getting to the top (no, i'm not a climbing person).
we were lucky to find a chalet that accepted us, as it had started raining outside and we wanted to have our little picnic (it was, by then 4pm - a good three hours past the original schedule). the weather cleared in time for us to have some outdoor games and we headed back down at 6. just as we hit the cars, it started raining again, and 5 mns later, you couldn't see a thing. we were incredibly lucky with the weather!
we all got back to my place, showered and changed. ordered pizzas and had more games. the bride was then dressed up in a dressing-gown and outragesouly made up (not my idea, and had someone attempted to do that to me, i'd have killed them - not kidding), and we went to the only club that was easily reachable due to the Geneva Festival going on. this was not the plan at all: we were supposed to drive back to another mountain and go to the Heaven party that was organised there, but it rained too hard and it was by then too late to start trekking through the countryside again. at 3.30, i was knackered and went home. all i know after that is that the club closed at 5am, but i haven't heard from anyone else yet, so god knows what they came up with after that...
the end result is, despite the obvious glitches, the bride had loads of fun (she said we couldn't have done it any better), and she doesn't know about the second party on Tuesday. i can't wait to see the look on her face! :)
so, anyway, after an emergency meeting Friday night to work out the final details, we woke up to a very wet Saturday morning. the weather forecast did, however, say it'd clear up and that we'd see sun, as well as localised storms. so off we drove toward the mountain. after a one-hour delay (due to the third car having left only 5 mns before the meeting time, which was over 30 mns away - but then, even the first car was 15 mns late and the second one, with the bride, a good 40 mns), we all headed toward the chosen mountain. after a few false starts (it turned out noone had actually even been there, so noone knew exactly where we were going), we found a good place to walk. not the one originally chosen, but that was probably all for the best anyway, as i personally had trouble getting to the top (no, i'm not a climbing person).
we were lucky to find a chalet that accepted us, as it had started raining outside and we wanted to have our little picnic (it was, by then 4pm - a good three hours past the original schedule). the weather cleared in time for us to have some outdoor games and we headed back down at 6. just as we hit the cars, it started raining again, and 5 mns later, you couldn't see a thing. we were incredibly lucky with the weather!
we all got back to my place, showered and changed. ordered pizzas and had more games. the bride was then dressed up in a dressing-gown and outragesouly made up (not my idea, and had someone attempted to do that to me, i'd have killed them - not kidding), and we went to the only club that was easily reachable due to the Geneva Festival going on. this was not the plan at all: we were supposed to drive back to another mountain and go to the Heaven party that was organised there, but it rained too hard and it was by then too late to start trekking through the countryside again. at 3.30, i was knackered and went home. all i know after that is that the club closed at 5am, but i haven't heard from anyone else yet, so god knows what they came up with after that...
the end result is, despite the obvious glitches, the bride had loads of fun (she said we couldn't have done it any better), and she doesn't know about the second party on Tuesday. i can't wait to see the look on her face! :)
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