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Natalie summed up the day well when she noted that it was never a good idea to schedule so many critical things on the same day.
We left the house around 8:30 am, with Galina and Alla in the rental and me in the truck. I had to gas up before leaving town, which put me somewhat behind them. I then noticed that the charger thingamajig that I thought was in the lighter socket wasn't, which meant I had to husband the 24% battery capacity on my cell phone with care.
I had managed to board Thumper with the acquaintance who had originally introduced us, and who had since moved from Pagosa to Española, New Mexico, so I used up some of the precious battery capacity finding the new place and some time dropping him off. I then resumed my trek in the truck, headed for the drop-off location in Santa Fe.
Galina called, but my reception was bad during the first call, and I only managed to catch "have moved" when she called me the second time. Indeed, after pulling off to the side of th road and consulting the rental documents, the drop-off was not where the Internet told me it was this morning. By the time I found the new drop-off location, my battery capacity was down to 4%.
With all of us in the car now, shortly after noon, we went to find a Wal-Mart and buy me something to wear for Natalie and Kyle's wedding, which was to take place at 4 pm. Clothes were bought, and we then proceeded to the resort complex where the wedding was to take place.
Somehow, everything fell into place, and at 4 pm, I walked my little girl down the aisle. It was a very emotional moment for me. The ceremony was beautiful, and the vows were beautiful (both bride and groom grew very emotional during their delivery, and my eyes got a little wet, too).
Dinner went well. Toasts were pronounced. The air was filled, from time to time, with cries of gor'ko (Cyrillic not enabled on this machine), which is a Russian thing to do to get the bride and groom to kiss yet one more time for the assembly.
More tomorrow. I need to get some sleep.
Cheers...
We left the house around 8:30 am, with Galina and Alla in the rental and me in the truck. I had to gas up before leaving town, which put me somewhat behind them. I then noticed that the charger thingamajig that I thought was in the lighter socket wasn't, which meant I had to husband the 24% battery capacity on my cell phone with care.
I had managed to board Thumper with the acquaintance who had originally introduced us, and who had since moved from Pagosa to Española, New Mexico, so I used up some of the precious battery capacity finding the new place and some time dropping him off. I then resumed my trek in the truck, headed for the drop-off location in Santa Fe.
Galina called, but my reception was bad during the first call, and I only managed to catch "have moved" when she called me the second time. Indeed, after pulling off to the side of th road and consulting the rental documents, the drop-off was not where the Internet told me it was this morning. By the time I found the new drop-off location, my battery capacity was down to 4%.
With all of us in the car now, shortly after noon, we went to find a Wal-Mart and buy me something to wear for Natalie and Kyle's wedding, which was to take place at 4 pm. Clothes were bought, and we then proceeded to the resort complex where the wedding was to take place.
Somehow, everything fell into place, and at 4 pm, I walked my little girl down the aisle. It was a very emotional moment for me. The ceremony was beautiful, and the vows were beautiful (both bride and groom grew very emotional during their delivery, and my eyes got a little wet, too).
Dinner went well. Toasts were pronounced. The air was filled, from time to time, with cries of gor'ko (Cyrillic not enabled on this machine), which is a Russian thing to do to get the bride and groom to kiss yet one more time for the assembly.
More tomorrow. I need to get some sleep.
Cheers...
