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August 2008

Wedding travel

Now I'm not talking about honeymoons here!


2008 feels like the international year of the wedding! Obviously I've reached 'that age' where it seems everyone I know is getting married. This year - by the bank holiday weekend - I will have been to 5 weddings! Heres my top three so far though!

The first wedding was my lovely cousin Becky's. She and Gareth were married on a point overlooking Matakana Island on the Bay of Plenty. A gorgeous day and sucha wonderful time of year to be in NZ. My grandmother and I took the photos and my Uncle Rob did the video so it was a busy day. I flew in the day before so was a bit spacey (brain somewhere over Hong Kong at the time!) but it was superb. Weddings are such a great way to catch up with a lot of people in a really wonderful atmosphere! The Bride was stunning and the groom was suave. The weather fantastic and my grandparents were wonderful hosts to the entire wedding party - ensuring no matter what weather they had on the day they were going to have a wonderful wedding.

Second wedding - Much Marcle for Helen and Tom! Helen is a fellow rower and the powerhouse of my four. Until Tom swept her off her feet to Hong Kong! Fortunately his intentions were honourable and the happy couple were wed in the most gorgeous little chapel on a country estate. They picked May as their month, timing things so well the fields across the area were a brilliant yellow from oil rape seed crops - a vibrant yellow that just lights the countryside of England right up! Much Marcle is teeny tiny but Holme House and the chapel were superb. If you're looking for a wedding site in the UK I think I'd highly recommend this one! We had a superb day with great thanks to the bride adn groom and their families for the power of organisation that pulled this one together across continents and oceans!

Wedding number three on the list was Stine and Martins nuptuals in Copenhagen, Denmark. Stine is one of the other members of the four and her departure home to Denmark was the end of a glorious season. The couple were married in the tiniest of rooms in the town hall - a superb gothic building that was just astounding inside. From the town hall (after photos, rowing guard of honour, band and so on) the wedding party was taken on a boat tour along the canals and out to Trekroner naval fort for the reception. Danish weddings are fantastic traditional affairs and if you ever get the opportunity to attend one embrass it wholeheartedly! It was FABULOUS! Again thanks to the bride and groom. The speeches - wonderfully translated by our table fellows - the song and the traditions were wonderful things to be a part of!

With one more to go I am looking forward to seeing another grand example of the traditional English wedding. One difference between NZ and UK weddings is the brides speech. She doesn't make one in the UK from what I can see. At home the Best man, Father of the Bride and Groom speak and then so does the bride, bridesmaids, guests - anyone can get up and say a few words! Superb.

So, when you plan your wedding I say look around the world and find a few traditions that tickle your fancy and include them! Get your guests writing songs about the happy couple, ask friends to speak, bang the floor to have the bride and groom kiss under the table! Go for it!

Travelling Mc

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Seville was superb. We went out Thursday – leaving Cambridge mid afternoon and arriving in Seville early evening. Some of the group headed out for a meal but my room (with 2 lovely ladies from the crew I have been coxing) opted for sleep which was the right idea. Friday we were a bit delayed getting on the water because the hangars of boats weren’t open as expected. We stayed at a facility purely for water sports like kayaking, canoeing and rowing – a hotel with cafeteria and in front of it on the river’s edge these long low buildings racking all sorts of boats. It meant we fell out of the hotel onto the water ready to go every morning.
Friday was spent getting in the first couple of outings, getting used to the river and how far down we could row and enjoying the scenery. There was a bit of upheaval where the person in charge of the outing plans had a diva moment and upset a few people (largely because she hadn’t done her job in time) but it all got sorted and we ended up with a situation where we could work hard and play hard – outings were well coached and everyone gave it their best but when we were off the water we were on holiday!
Friday between the morning and evening outings we got the chance to spend a bit of time sunbathing/sightseeing. I opted for sunbathing given the 28+ degree heat and beaming sunshine (and the fact I knew we had more time Saturday to go see stuff so could top up the tan a bit without fear). All the women on the trip felt the ‘view’ was particularly good. Given that there was a kayaking championships on the Saturday there were absolutely loads of toned and gorgeous foreign men everywhere. The boys weren’t so pleased as the women there were all a little ‘hench’!

So, we did a lot of rowing. The view of the city from the river is spectacular and we had really good weather until Sunday afternoon where the wind got up and the river became extremely rough. We were able to row up to 7km before turning around and returning to the facility and we just baked in the sun. We went into Seville centre on Saturday after our morning outing and wandered around the cathedral and did a little bit of souvenir shopping and took photos of the buildings and all those things you do in Europe when you don’t have enough time to go in to most places but can peek through the doors. I did go for the half hour bull ring tour which was interesting. They had a big bull fight that night so there were people setting up cameras and all sorts which gave the place a bit of a vibe. I’m not enormously interested in the modern sport but the idea of it as an historical activity is interesting.

We also had the outing dinner on Saturday night which was great. We all mixed up who we sat with at dinner and got to know other people on the trip better and enjoyed a lot of sangria and so on. It was a spectacular evening that culminated in half a dozen of us sobering up in the hotel reception at 4am. I even got to practice a bit of massage with willing victims on the coffee table which was suitably random for this sort of trip!

As you can probably imagine the next morning was a bit of a struggle but well worth the effort. The younger lads hadn’t come into until after 6am so were all a state. Because so many people were still asleep only 5 of us got out on the water first thing. I went out with a Canadian woman who is new to the club. We went out in a double and had a fabulous paddle and are looking at doing outings regularly here in Cambridge! (So you can believe I didn’t have a hangover and the massage practice probably helped me as well!).

Then we had the competitive part of the weekend – the doubles and 8s racing each other. I coxed the development squad boys – effectively a new novice crew) and we were fighting to prove how much work we’d done over the weekend. They did it in fine form and won 2 of 4 races and really made the other 8 work for their final win. Given the conditions and the fact we were racing through 2 foot + waves (when the side of your boat is only 1 foot high you worry ok!) into a head wind I think my guys did terrifically!

Then we headed back to mooch about and recover a little from the night before while we waited for the coach to the airport, watch the training videos and so on. We had a good trip back once we had gotten through the Spanish side of things! I will have to say that Stansted was actually quite organized – I was through and had my bag in my hand in 15 minutes – totally unbelievable!

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