… as a wedding guest.
Mr Moi and I received an invitation over a year ago to attend the wedding of an old school friend (of Mr Moi’s) in Thailand.
We felt very honoured to be invited to what sounded like a family orientated and special event. Wedding invitations never fail to humble me, so of course we accepted and then promptly forgot to make any plans until two months before departure.
We decided to take both the Sprog and my mother (to look after the Sprog), so we made a rag tag bunch of silly adults as we chased the runaway terrible two toddler, as we departed
sunny monsoonal Darwin for Singapore, and then onward to Phuket.
(Just an aside here – Phuket wouldn’t be my destination of choice in Thailand and I probably won’t ever go back there. There are far more beautiful and relaxing places in that lovely country. The busy-ness of Phuket, the number of tourists and overcrowded beaches just meant there was no ‘essence’ to the destination – we almost could have been just about anywhere).
The wedding week turned out to be great fun, an in between festivities, we simply chillaxed by the beach at Kata Noi (which was absolutely lovely, despite my aside above).
The wedding itself, however, will ruin me as a guest forever more. Without wanting to splash the details of someone else’s special day all over the interwebs without their knowledge or permission, I will leave you with a photo of the very special guest…
When it comes to taking a hike for someone’s big day, what’s your highlight?