First, let's find out who the man of the hour is! In our culture, it is certainly the groom and his lovely bride; but not here! The man of the hour is the father of the groom. He is the one who will shell out thousands of dollars to make himself look good. It his his utmost responsibility to make sure his family is honored by proving they can put on a large and wonderful feast for all to enjoy! Here he is himself, posing with us. You might ask what our role is at the party. Indeed it is not only to have a great time, but it is most definitely also to make sure we make the host look good! Being foreigners at ones party automatically brings the role of being something novel and of interest. It honors him.
We are happy to do this for him; he has been very good to us- a wonderful host in his own home with very interesting company.
Interestingly enough, this man is very famous in our country. He is an amazing artist who has attended showings all over the world. His friends (in very high places- even gov't positions) came from far and wide to share in his joy; all fulfilling the not so unique role of making him look good in the eyes of the bride's family. Among the guests were journalists from the capital, famous singers and musicians from the west, and government cabinet members from the other capital. Indeed, we were the ones honored to have been part of such a spectacle!
There were definitely NOT very many children at this affair, but here is one that was lucky enough to be included. We thought he looked quite dapper in his high end duds!
More and more guests arrived around 7:00- the unofficial starting time; if you'll recall the invitation said 6:00. But this is what things looked like at 6:45. Notice the cameras; not one will suffice, indeed no less than 6 videos were going throughout the festivities!
Here is a group that had gathered to welcome the guests. The second girl from the left is our friend who we work in the English Center. Her English is nearly perfect, and her smile in infectious!
The older guests, men and women, came in traditional vests and white headscarves. It was a lovely array of sparkles and sequins. The oldest generation proudly wears their military medals to show how proud they were of serving their gov't. in either WWII or Afghanistan. This older woman has one on, but unfortunately it didn't show up in this photo.
Tomorrow, I hope to introduce our lovely bride, and the quite intriguing tradition of her unveiling! Until Then,
Your SteppeSister
P.S. Is anyone still reading along with me?? I haven't seen any comments in a very long time. Remember, it's free to register. You don't have to be a blogger to register!! All you need is a screen name and your e-mail address :)
5 comments:
I'm here and enjoying the story of the wedding and the differences between cultures.
I am here (from DisBoards) I am really enjoying the wedding so far.
Yes, I've been reading. Just too busy right now to comment often.
I'm here too (from the DIS)! I love your posts, I just don't comment too often since I read via Google Reader.
Thanks, guys, for commenting! I never know really if anyone is out there or not. I did start it so that someday I can look back and remember all of our incredible experiences here- like a diary, but it is nice to know that others are interested too, and the effort is worth it :)
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