Last week, my sibling attended a wedding.
- Her best friend got married, and the reception was held in a luxurious venue.
She snapped some photos of the arena’s lavish decor so my amazing friend and I could gawk at it later. She was describing the hotel where the bridesmaids had stayed, saying that each of them had their own room with a view of the ocean and a private entrance onto the beach. Fruit, popcorn, and drinks were included in the welcome baskets, and dinner was brought up to their room. Only in the afternoon before the wedding and reception did anything go wrong. The hotel’s air conditioning stopped working. Due to the high levels of humidity in the living room, one of the employees fainted and had to be taken to the hospital. Her friend was less than thrilled by the hotel manager’s assurance that the Heating plus A/C system would be fixed in time for the wedding. She was certain that the lack of AC would ruin the ceremony. The pre-wedding dinner was served with rice pilaf, the hotel was muggy, and the dresses were damp. My sibling couldn’t help but inquire as to the status of the rice. It was so muggy that the rice probably would have steamed on its own. My brother told us that the bride laughed so hard she was crying, but she thanked him for lightening the mood. After waiting for two hours, the air conditioning was fixed, and the bridesmaids were seated on the stairs. She thought it was a fantastic wedding celebration even before the air conditioning was fixed.
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