Wedding bells
No not me. Easy Mother.
Tomorrow two very good friends get married, a couple I have known since my move to Chicago in 2004 and both take a lot of credit helping me settle in back then in this huge count
ry. They are both proud
cheeseheads and the wedding is in Milwaukee but we will travel up this afternoon because tonight we have the honour of being invited to the rehearsal dinner, an American tradition of having a dinner/piss up the night before the wedding after the formalities of the rehearsal. In the old days we called this a stag but nevertheless clandestine emails have been floating around this week and the best man and 'groomsmen' certainly plan to make it a night to remember.
The wedding's not until the late afternoon and although I have been to Milwaukee before I have either been very drunk or working, or was that the same time....? Anyway the lakeside city has a decent arts scene and is quite walkable so we will blow the Friday night cobwebs off in the morning, even though the weather is expected to be a bit nippy with some snow showers.
We have altered our plans to drive up and will get the train instead, reducing our carbon footprint in honour of the bride to be, who is very into saving the planet. I note that the 70 mile journey takes the same time as the 200 miles on the bullet train between Kyoto and Hiroshima mind, but its a start saving 33kgs of CO2, according
to this.