Since the weather abruptly changed from chilly and rainy to hot, sunny, and humid, John and I took a walk in the cox
It is still summer here in Dayton – hot and dry – despite the occasional fall smell to the air and the small piles of dead leaves that some of the neighbors have started to rake to the curb. The dead leaves are mostly just dead from the drought, though. There is some color change happening, but not much, not yet.
Ann Arbor, on the other hand, is pretty deep in the grip of fall. When we were there for Ted (John’s brother) and Sabrina’s wedding it was chilly (in the 60s) and rainy. Neither of us had really packed for chilly and rainy. We had packed for hot and dry. The first thing we did after getting there (after checking into the hotel so that I could change into the one pair of jeans that I had packed) was to go to the mall so that I could buy a sweater. (We went back to that same mall during a rainstorm the next morning so that John could buy a fleece.)
When we left Ann Arbor after the weekend, it was about 60 degrees. When we got back home to Dayton three hours of driving later, it was in the low 90s. 30 degrees of difference. Three hours driving due south. That’s about 10 degrees difference per hour driven/70-ish miles traveled. I find it impressive that the difference is so marked. Though shouldn’t be too surprised as it is the sort of thing that makes it possible for John and I to comfortably camp in the Smoky Mountains at the close of October.
With spectacular timing, the weekend of the wedding was also the weekend of the first UM football home game. I think that John and I were the only two people in our hotel who were no only not there for the game, but who had no interest in the game at all. Seriously, when we stepped out of the elevator on Saturday morning, the hotel lobby was awash in a sea of blue and gold shirts, t-shirts, sweatshirts, jackets, ball caps, blankets, and more. Seeing all of the football crazed people and the students partying (open container laws be dammed) on the front porches and yards of their houses was odd. You don’t see behavior like that in Dayton. Or maybe that sort of thing is in Dayton, but just not where we live… Eh. It made me glad that I am no longer a student and no longer have to deal with that kind of crazyness.
Besides the wedding (the obvious highlight of the weekend), the trip to Ann Arbor ended up being, for John and myself, a test to see how many of our favorite old restaurants and watering holes we could visit… a quest to eat our way across Ann Arbor. We managed to hit Amer’s Deli, the Arbor Brewing Company, The Blue Nile, The Broken Egg, the Flim Flam Diner, Café Felix, the Jolly Pumpkin, and The Black Pearl. (Upon special request I stole one of the Café Felix drink menus.) Not bad for a quick trip. We missed a lot of the “big” restaurants that we liked (like Café Zola, Grizzley Peak, The Earle, Dolche Vita, and the Southwestern Café, to name a few) because most of our big meals were part of the whole wedding experience package. We also skipped a lot of the pubs near campus (like Ashley’s) because frankly I couldn’t stand the thought of trying to wedge myself in on a game weekend. I wanted to eat lunch at Zingerman’s Deli, but when we walked past in on Friday, the lunch line was out the door, so we passed right on by. We bemoaned the fact that Dayton doesn’t have the same richness of independent pubs and restaurants that Ann Arbor has.
We also stopped in a lot of secondhand bookstores. And art galleries. And we found a very awesome robot store where I couldn’t help but buy a bunch of neat little trinkets and toys.
The day of the wedding was also my Mom’s birthday (I will never forget their anniversary!) and International “Talk like a Pirate” Day. No jokes, however, were made, though the groom was made aware of the humorous convergences. Arrr…
The wedding itself? Beautiful. They got married and had the reception in the Michigan Union.
I hung out with the women-folk before the ceremony, and John hung out with Ted. I got to lace Sabrina into her dress (it had a full corset back) and was informed that people got some good pictures of the procedure. Hopefully, I will get to see some of those pictures.
During the ceremony itself, I manned the video recorder, so I have no actual still photos of the ceremony. Thankfully, the ceremony was pretty short. We forgot the tripod for the recorder and I had to hold it up and as steady as possible myself. Even the lightest recorder gets heavy after a while…
I got to put down the recorder (they only wanted the ceremony videotaped) and got to pick up my camera for the rest of the evening – from the group photos during the hors d’oeuvres hour, through dinner (some of the best wedding dinner food that I have even eaten – I had the steak and it was tender and juicy), through the cake cutting, and dessert, and first dance, and mingling – and I think that I got some good shots.
John’s Mom made the cake, and used the same recipe that she did for our wedding. It was delicious.
I loved the favors that Ted and Sabrina chose – red and white wooden roses. A lot of them ended up being left on the tables afterward, so I picked up enough to make a good-sized bouquet to take home. Flowers that the cats won’t try to eat? Yes, please.
The reception ended at 9pm, and since we were already all dressed up to go out, John and I went downtown to have snacks and drinks and play cribbage at a martini bar.
It was a good weekend.
Photos to come, of course…