My nephew’s wedding in Boerne, Texas, provided a good opportunity to poke around in a part of the country I have never seen before. Although the flight on the day of the most recent terrorist arrests involved a few challenges, it went quite smoothly all in all.
Thursday, August 11, 2006
I had time today to take a trip into Texas Hill Country. Fredericksburg, forty miles north of Boerne, is a shopping (and tourist) mecca. Although I briefly hit the main street, I am not much of a shopper. I did buy a hat to ward off the Texas sun, but then headed east to Wildseeds Farm where acres of flowers stretched off to the the hills.
Because there was a windy back road running through the hills back to Boerne, I had to take it. And what could I do on the way but stop in Luckenbach…
and hike along backroad creeks?
What will happen tomorrow? Probably a wedding since I just got back from a wedding rehearsal dinner.
Wedding Day – Friday, August 12, 2006
In the morning there was a brunch honoring the bride at a beautiful home overlooking San Antonio. Mary Ann, my sister-in-law, Emily, my niece, and I attended along with many others.
In the afternoon I made the obligatory trek to see the Alamo and learned a little history in the process.
The site of the 6 p.m. wedding was a beautiful historic chapel at the Lutheran church in Boerne (pronounced Burney)…
…where we all congregated before the wedding for picture taking and taking pictures of picture taking.
And soon it was time for the music to begin.
After the wedding pair had skipped back up the aisle (you did read that correctly), they drove off to the reception in an elegant Model A.
The rest of us took their lead and headed for a night of feasting and dancing…
…except for the ring bearer whose responsibilities had overcome him.
Tonight San Antonio; tomorrow night Maine.
Aftermath – Sunday, August 13, 2006
The party continued much of the night. By about 5:00 a.m. the reveleries and late night chatter had ceased as even the most stalwart of the bridesmaids and groomsmen finally followed the lead of the ringbearer. Fortunately the entire thirteen room hotel was occupied by the wedding party, so tolerance prevailed.
During the course of the day the mother and father of the groom (my brother and sister-in-law) and I returned tuxedos, provided airport shuttle service, and finally drove the bride’s car back to the newlyweds home in Austin.
We slept well Sunday night.