Here we are, the whole kit and caboodle. Grandpa (in the blue shirt in the middle) did the ceremony.

Beautiful beach picture number one. I’m so buying a polarizing filter for my camera.

Beautiful beach picture number two. When we got there, the tide was out and the ocean was as smooth as glass. By the time we left, just before sunset (after all, there are no street lights on that long dirt road through the jungle), the tide was completely in.  Don’t you just love how his footprints come from one side and her footprints come from the other and they meet in the middle?

I love this one. Did somebody say “Power Rangers”?

The wedding feast menu: Jesse’s BBQ’d steak and salmon and Auntie Vicki’s teriyaki chicken. Auntie Veena’s Indian chicken curry and garbanzo curry with two kinds of Indian rice. Jesse’s frichik kelaguen (vegemeat with coconut, lemon juice, onions, and salt) and his cucumber finadene salad (cucumbers, tomatoes, and onions in a soy sauce, lemon, onion dressing). Which isn’t to say that my mom didn’t do most of the cooking. But, you know. Aunt Carol’s green salad with her yummy dill dressing. And Auntie Marla Kae’s bundt cakes — the only kind of cake that wouldn’t completely fall apart in the humidity and still be special and yummy enough for a wedding celebration.

The food was really delicious. Devo and I were going to sing “Drop, Baby, Drop” and “Kiss the Girl” and “Somewhere over the Rainbow” and a bunch of other island-y songs during the reception. But we never did–too busy stuffing our faces. And playing volleyball in the rain.

This is my mom’s favorite picture. This is my Aunt Connie (Heidi’s mom) signing the wedding license. With Kevin standing over her. You could make a great story from this picture.

And we haven’t even gotten to all the pictures of the kids playing on the beach and in the rain after the wedding. I don’t know that we ever will. But the whole wedding was just… perfect.