My best friend told me last year that he was going to marry his then-girlfriend of two years. At Disneyland. On Halloween. :dubious:
Thats the face everybody made when I told them. I, while finding the concept similarly dubious, was a supportive friend. While not particularly crazy about Disneyland (unlike my friend and his wife, who go like 5 times a year, wear Tigger sweaters and seem a little wierdly obsessed about it). I got to be the Best Man, which I considered a great honor. So even though I thought the idea of getting married at Disneyland on Halloween was silly, I went along with it.
This was also the wedding where 3 of my ex-girlfriends (who befriended my friend either out of spite or because they just plain liked him better than me) would be there, one of which was a bridesmaid. The past year my friend and his then-fiancee fretted and stressed about the details.
The actual wedding itself, was surprisingly wonderful. It wasn’t gimmicky or themed. They got married in the Rose Garden in Downtown Disney. Daddy-in-law went all-out on the wedding; we got treated to an awesome rehearsal dinner at the Jazz kitchen, prereception cocktail and reception buffet. There was an open bar. My exes were there but everybody was friendly and cordial. I gave my ‘Best Man speech’ unscripted, totally winging it, and everybody loved it. All the groomsmen are awesome guys and all huge nerds so we had a blast hanging out and killing time before the wedding. The day after the wedding we were all treated to brunch at the Grand California Hotel.
All in all not the farce I thought it was gonna be