This past weekend, our dear friend Nate got married. He lives in Virginia, she lives in Toronto, Canada, so of course they got married in Las Vegas! Go figure.
We left Portland in drizzling cold Saturday morning, getting to cold but eye-breakingly clear Vegas before lunch. The high desert, with its bare mountains that look like weaponized shards of broken pottery, has a special, fierce beauty. There was snow on the higher mountains, giving a Christmas-y look to things outside. Inside, the decorators took care of things.
The city of Las Vegas has about as many full time residents as Portland, but many times the visitor rate…every year, three times as many people come to visit as live there. That’s a lot of coming and going! The airport is exhaustingly full, of people and full of slot machines!
Once we arrived at the Bellagio, we relaxed in luxury. A huge jetted tub, view of the Strip, and the fountains all made us feel like royalty. We looked pretty spiffy, all dressed up.
Nate’s wedding to his sweet Natalia was held on a terrace by the famous Bellagio fountains, and the happy couple looked wonderful. They had chosen the music and fountain show, Frank Sinatra’s “Fly me to the Moon.” The fountains are impressive in person, but too big to capture in a photo. Once we were inside and the lights came on, I got this shot.
The mother of the bride holding the bouquet was traditional…the back drop of Jumbotrons certainly wasn’t. But hey, Vegas, right? And, of course, I didn’t get a single photo of the bride and groom together! There were three full-time photographers, shooting and angling and directing folks, so I know there will BE pictures. I just didn’t get them.
After eating and drinking too much at the reception at the best restaurant in the city, we slept in and had the longest travel day ever getting home. Mousekin was happy to see us, and we all slept like the dead.
We have discovered some important things.
1. Love makes anything possible.
2. We are not Vegas people.
3. Drink water whenever you can.
4. There’s no place like home.