Daddy goes to Arik and Nora's wedding in Mexico City
I first met Arik fully 12 years ago, in Bolivia during the Copa America tournament, which I attended between my exams and my dissertation on my MSc (missed out on a distinction by 3%, too; still, a small price to pay for seeing Ronaldo's winner against the hosts in the final...)
It was a fantastic week. The wedding itself took place in a local synagogue and was followed by a tremendous evening of food, wonderful Flor de Cana Nicaraguan rum and a quite extraordinary dance enacted by the bride and groom and their family and friends...
For anyone who has never been to a Jewish wedding - neither had I until this one - it appears there is a tradition for a dance involving the bride and groom that goes on for about 25 minutes, and it is a truly epic spectacle. I decided to try and film sections of it, although my camera's batteries were precariously low, so by necessity the films are about a minute or so long, enough to be downloadable, to keep, if you have RealPlayer.
Set to the splendid music of Klezmerson (an excellent band - mostly klezmer [Jewish folk music] but with a little Cuban son thrown in; check out the four tunes on their website here), it began with everyone dancing together in a general spirit of celebratory merriment...
Arik and Nora wedding dance 4 (Arik's "ally-ally-oop" moment!)
I particularly like the bottles of water being handed to the main players at strategically selected moments...!
Arik and Nora wedding dance 5 (The Dads with Arik)
The loveliest moment is when the chaps seat the groom on a chair, and the girls do likewise for the bride, and the chairs are hoist into the air, and brought together for a kiss. (I only got a couple of seconds of it - batteries definitely wheezing at the gate of their imminent demise - but here it is...)
Arik and Nora wedding dance 6 (The Kiss).
Luke and I had a great time walking around Mexico City itself, with its enormous cathedral, the palace of fine arts and several fabulous, ornately tiled buildings in the city centre.
We of course had to go and see the Teotihuacan ruins, a couple of hours outside the city, and here we are in front of the Pyramid of the Sun, an enormous solid structure built between 1-250AD - although their spectacle was considerably lessened this time round (I'd seen 'em in 1996) on learning that what you can now see is effectively a replica ordered by a nationalist-minded Mexican government in 1906. And they got it wrong, apparently; it has too many layers... Still, it's a hell of a sight.
Labels: Daddy holiday Mexico