We were walking home on this sunny Sunday afternoon and passed by the Naxxar Parish Church. The bride and groom were just exiting the front doors of the church to be greeted by rose petals and champagne. The bride came through the doors raising her arms in victory and the guests gathered for hugs all around. I noticed many 1950s style mink stoles, some blond. Remember those? And very, very high patent leather stiletto heels. After much hugging, kissing and toasting on the church steps all were on their way, and so were we.
Past Posts
- Goodbye Lecce
- Putti, Putti, Putti
- The City Gates
- The Roman Theater
- Gelato!
- Sant’Antonio a Fulgenzio
- La Fornarina
- Cartapesta
- The Working Man
- The Castle
- Amore
- The Roman Amphitheater
- La Basilica di Santa Croce
- Early Evening Concert
- Early Morning
- Hello Lecce, Italy
- Goodbye Hoi An
- Hoi An, Vietnam
- Goodbye Cuenca
- The Road to San Bartolome
- By Hand
- Weaving Macanas
- Fat Tuesday
- At The Polls
- The Dance
- Cuenca’s Walls
- Cuenca’s Streets
- Mountain Roses
- Mas Panamas
- Made in Ecuador
- Jiggety-Jog
- Ingapirca
- A Cuenca Mystery
- A Creation Myth
- The Sidewalks of Cuenca
- Hello Cuenca
- In El Centro
- An Andalusian Palace
- Islamic Gardens
- La Mezquita
- The Cathedral At Night
- Some Tapas
- Plaza de Toros
- Discovering Columbus
- The Divine
- The Spanish Inquisition
- Metropol Parasol
- Shopping for Flamenco
- Hello from Sevilla Spain
- Goodbye Malta
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