Romeo’s sister got married in Pennsylvania last week-end, so we got to see another Indian wedding. It was not nearly as long as the last one, and I did not get Mendi (hennae tattoos) on my hands this time around, but it was beautiful anyway. We took off from Logan Thursday night, met up with his brother and sister-in-law at the Philadelphia airport where we picked up a car and drove to a very romantic bed-and-breakfast in town. Romeo had made reservations there the night before and was very excited to share his find. It was all very nice and romantic, but I was hungry and grumpy, so we went back out to fill our bellies with tasty Phillie-cheese steaks.

The rooms were very quaint, with old furniture, and breakfast was served by the time we got up. Only glitch, when we walked out with all our bags after having checked out, the car was gone. For a split second, I thought it had been stolen, then I saw IT. Not the car, but a tiny tow-sign, that had seemed to blend in the night before. That’s when I started praying that the car had been stolen, not towed. But it was useless, some guy told us that they start towing at 7:01 and don’t stop until 9am as that street is a main artery for morning commuters driving into town, and that we’d have to go to court, pay for our ticket, before we could hope to get the car back. We were going to be very late…

Some new car rental, $150 and a few hours later, Romeo and his brother were back with the towed car and we were ready to go to the wedding and got there just in time for the bride’s cleansing ceremony at her parents’ house. It was nice to see where Romeo had spent some time growing up. The rest of the wedding the next day was beautiful, and we got to hang out with Romeo’s family for a while before we flew back to Logan, with his brother and sister-in-law packed in our suitcases.

Christmas is over, but I sure hope you had a great one. Romeo and I had some thoughts of distant destinations for a merry X’Mas but none worked out. Australia/New Zealand was too expensive last minute, Panama would have been great except that his brother who lives there was in Woods Hole visiting, and Jackson Hole was really cold and snowless, so we spent a wonderful family X’Mas close-by in Connecticut altogether and postponed the distant X’Mas vacation for later.

We were expecting snow and ice, and maybe some skiing, but the weather was balmy and we were able to go for walks with barely a coat on. Let’s hope next year will bring more snow: my sister and brother-in-law hope to come over this side of the pond to spend Christmas and some snow would make it picture-perfect in our little New England village.

Anyway, Merry Christmas to all, and see you next.. I mean this year!