Wednesday evening sunset.
I will be in Sydney to attend my cousin’s wedding when this post goes up, but I will add to it when I get home.
Okay, so I’m home after a few days in Sydney. 🙂 I am going to share a bunch of pictures from the last few days. My cousin, who is eight years older than me, married a (Turkish) man she met in Turkey a few years ago. The ordeal of getting visas, crossing religions (she is Catholic; he is Muslim) etc…
It was an outdoor (in cold, rainy winter!) wedding, where dogs took part in the ceremony. My whole weekend was “animal-y”. We rented a house in Rozelle, and it came with a cat and a tank of fish. Another cat came visiting. My cousin’s dog was the “bridesmaid”! I got home this afternoon with cat scratches and a blood blister from a totally accidental dog bite on my hand (that’s what happens when you spend an hour wrestling with a Staffie!). But I loved every moment. 🙂
We stopped at Berrima on the way home, and had lunch at the oldest pub in Australia. I love Berrima so much, and always want to stop there when we’re on the highway. It’s a very early convict town, and pretty much every building there is pre-Victorian or early Victorian.
So – for about five minutes – Australia is at the top of the Olympic medal table. I said I’m not watching the Olympics – and I’m not – but we’ve been so bad at sport recently, this is nice news.
Also – congratulations to Oleh (I am so freaking sick of everyone translating the Cyrillic alphabet from Russian – many countries use it, and in Ukrainian “G” = “H”!) from Ukraine for qualifying first for the men’s gymnastics final. He won’t win – gymnastics is so unpredictable, and I am being pessimistic and saying that on the day someone else will win. I want him to, but I don’t want to curse him!
Me + cat. Bride and groom.
Me (looking enormous for some reason!), my mother, one of my aunts. Plus the Sydney Harbour Bridge. 🙂
The house we rented – with cat waiting for us!
Dogs everywhere! That idiot black dog spent the entire ceremony toting branches around. In that picture they’re exchanging rings, but Hugo decided it was time for a game. 🙂 He’s so nice, but also so ridiculous! He is the one who gave me the blood blister. My fault – not his.
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