So its been a year since we exchanged vows in front of a Priest in zanzibar in an extremely intimate ceremony (by Nigerian standards). We had about 50 something guests – likely because it was on a Wednesday and it took over a day to get there with multiple flights- I am a master “detterer” if such as word exists – i picked the destination and weekday on purpose as I am not a fan of weddings – they are generally too crowded for my liking.
A year later and I look back at the event with fondness- the hardest part was the flight after the trad in Lagos on the Saturday – we only rested on Sunday and headed out on Monday. About 45 of us were on the same flights – it was amazing. Till Kenya Airways delayed us for 4 hours in Lagos and we got into Zanzibar to find out that of all luggages to have been left behind in Nairobi it was my only suitcase which had the wedding dress- this was at 1am on Tuesday – wedding was at 6pm on Wednesday. Nerves and all I slept well that night…lol.
By 8am Tuesday my maid of Honor came to the conclusion that I could wear her dress if my suitcase didnt show up…lol. I don’t know what my Father In law, Father and husband said to Kenya Airways but as we were sitting in the hotel lobby by 10am Tuesday discussing with the Hotel event manager – my suitcase rolled in. Lmao.
Zanzibar was the best of times – i did the decor myself with a lot of help from my friend Seppie in NY for $250 maybe for centre pieces. By 11am on Wednesday I showed the hotel staff how I wanted it set up…my Maid of Honor and I went and got tans by the pool. 1pm i got a massage courtesy of the husband and fell asleep…till Nkem called for me to get ready – shower etc. Hair guy showed up at 3.30pm.
We were ready to go by 5.30 – dj had communication issues in terms of English so he went and set up at the reception area. So we played some song from the phone to walk down the aisle to. By 6pm we got to say our vows with the sunset….and we kept laughing at the Swahili priests English- it was his first English wedding – my husband and I laugh at everything – registry- laughter, trad- laughter. It’s a wonder the marriage is not a joke…lol
By 6.30pm ceremony over – my attention span is terrible I don’t see why weddings last more than an hour. Reception time…Japanese buffet…and Dj got kicked off by best man who sang for us and kicked off the party. Lol. We had no high table etc. We circle danced, limbo’d with my dad teaching some people how to shoki. We ended the reception with musical chairs which some adults took too seriously. …i have the video – i am keeping it for blackmail…lol.
Folks created an after party in the resort- my husband and I were too tired to join in….I can categorically say it is one of the best weddings I have been to…not because it was mine, but it was devoid of the stuffiness and pomp and pageantry that goes with weddings. All we wanted was a good time..
A year later and I have awesome memories…it was totally worth it. I had never been to the resort before the wedding- I planned my wedding by email, i think I spoke with the event manager 2x in 4 months…lol.
This post was supposed to be a candid reflection on my first year of marriage, but I will come back with that Later.
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