Day 1
A lie in until after 9 – finally a rest. I think I’ve mentioned a few times that I find it difficult to stop, but that is exactly what I did on day one. Actually I lie, I ended up watching the first half of the football, having 2 espressos, and heading off on a 4.5km stroll of the sites.
The blue skys combined with the golden yellow buildings is a view I will never get bored of. I must have a million pictures of the cathedral, the convent and the plaza but hey who cares.
A cheeky tomato salad and a glass of wine or two and I was ready for a siesta before the arrival of Kelly-Anne and the start of the wedding festivities.
Side note: I first met Kelly-Anne and Inés in the summer of 2012. I was a runner at ISLA – we had some incredible times and I’m so thankful that we’ve remained friends as guess what six weeks of summer starts with the wedding of Inés and ends with the wedding of Kelly-Anne 🥰🥰
The pre-boda started at 8.45 (remember we are in Spain and not about to put on our PJs like we would in the UK) it was so good to see some old faces – Cris, Rosa and Louise, reminiscing on the old times whilst scoffing our faces with pinchos with a side of wine 🤣🍷. We departed at midnight and swung by Centeneras for a cheeky copa with Roberto. All in all a good first day.
Day 2
Weddings that I’m accustomed to are usually an afternoon start with a midnight end. Was I prepared for a Spanish wedding? Absolutely not.
The start time was 5pm – now the the biggest stress for me, the heat. I struggle controlling my body temperature at the best of times so how was I possibly meant to get ready in 30 degree heat – alas we managed it and with our fans we were ready to hit the church.
Over the years working in a catholic school I’ve attended my fair share of masses so I was semi prepared, however trying to follow in Spanish – another level. It was lovely non the less and Inés looked absolutely stunning (como siempre). Now for the best part the party.
A glass of wine and a short bus ride later we arrived at el jardín de paramo a lovely setting. As is standard, the wine was flowing and the pinchos kept coming, ready for the sit down part of the meal.
By this point it was 10 pm I’m sure by now you are starting to get the flavour, this was going to be a long night, again more food and wine by midnight I was stuffed and it was time for the first dance 💃🏻💃🏻🥰.
The gin and tonics were flowing, and the dancing had commenced, 4 hours later, Kelly-Anne and I were slightly concerned that her bus was leaving in 5 hours and I’d moved onto the Jack Daniels and Coke (sign of a good night). Alas we made it back to the apartment by 4.30 am.
The day/ night was incredible. We all had such a good time and I hope that the happy couple have their forever happiness – “vivan los novios”
Day 3
Little to comment on this day, I was hungover as expected and Kelly-Anne managed to catch her bus. So it consisted of me going to the pool, swimming 1km, getting a red back in the process and falling asleep.
Although who knew I was to bump into Dieter in Centeneras at 10pm – 2 gin and tonics later and I was definitely ready for bed – the struggle was most definitely real.
Flying Solo 