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[whatthefunk]

It was the wedding of the century. The event of the millenium. Bigger than Jesus himself. And I was there. In attendance. Your reporter for the cause. And this is my take on it all. My version of the story. Here we go.
I arrived in Incheon at exactly 3:10 in the afternoon and stood in the customs line until exactly 4:45 in the same afternoon cursing the Chinese people in front of me who didnt have anything in order didnt have anything thing stamped or filled out or in its proper place and position. I left the airport and got on a bus headed toward the hotel where the grooms parents and friends were staying. I met a german guy on the bus. He was very german.
I got to the hotel, a VERY nice hotel, about an hour or so later, had a horribly expensive beer with the lads in the lobby. We left the hotel and went for Dakgalbi which was very good but nearly as good as Pohang Dakgalbi, Pohang of course being known for its fine foods and high society. We went to a hof. We drank more than a few beers but then the groom had to go off to practice bowing or something and his mates headed off also to get sleep and practice passing ducks to one another.
I met up with D from A and C from N in J, both lifetime honorary Pohangsters, and we went for a few more before heading back to Ds to sleep for the night.
Woke up the next morning. T and D, the boys from C also Pohangsters, called to ask what to wear and make sure that we wouldnt clash or wear the same thing. D assured them that no such thing would happen unless one of them showed up in leather pants and a leopard skin jacket. Settled. Off we went. Subway. Sandwiches before the show.
The wedding was held at some folk village at some place which I cannot remember. We went inside and met up with the boys from Pohang. We were olny missing a few...princess is off in Africa somewhere sorting through suitors, H is back in E, and B down in NZ but there were more than enough Pohangsters there to keep everyone in line. D, the groom and man of the hour, was in full Hanbokishness posing for pictures and looking very sober. The bride was hiden in some backroom somewhere. There were chickens in bags on the stage. We guessed that the chickens heads would be cut off, and then the couple would take turns drinking the blood form the chickens necks to unite them forever, but no such thing happened. They remained in their bags and were later made into chicken sticks of love for the good couple.
The ceremony began. D was given a duck by his brother and then the duck was given to someone else. I like the idea of trading women for ducks.. Then the bride, N, came out with two attendants and her face covered with a large peice of silk. She and D were led to the front and bowed at eachother before sitting down. The they were given tea and rice cakes. The chickens began getting nervous. Then some guy talked over the microphone for about thirty minutes. It was a nice wedding and very interesting. Hard to explain. Chicken.
Then we ate. And then we drank. And then we drank some more. And then C from N in J fell asleep on the stairs in the bar, D an myself bought way to many sandwiches for our own good, everyone got split up. I made the mistake of soliciting someones girlfriend but pulled it off very nicely and avoided a beating. C was still asleep on the steps. The taxi ride home. C still asleep. Sandwiches. Wake up three hours later...airport bus...why are they looking at me so strangely...cant stand up...customs line...40 minutes...i dont know if I have anything to declare...who....hamburger....fukuoka.

Pictures to follow soon.

[Ody]

nice recap. thanks!

took me back to my own ceremony and reminded me of the way my elder brother-in-law kept retrieving my mother's repeatedly deposited duck and returning it to her "care".

-and how, in the family wedding photo, she is the only one wearing a big happy smile.

sorta' like green man:


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[casey's moon]

Ody, didn't you smile? I told my husband I was going to smile darnit and he better smile too. (He did)

My mother had the duck part down pat. The rest of it was kind of confusing for her, though!

[Ody]

[inexhile]

ahhhhhh the sandwiches thats what the smell is under my bed (no joke). Indeed twas a grand day. You left out the part about me waking you up with CB4's "Sweat from my Balls". And you flooded my bathroom you bad man...........
Give the kids a photo will ya

[Toby]