Just came back from a night out with H and friends, celebrating the night before his wedding. Yes, the same H who used to complain that he had trouble finding a girlfriend. Little more than a year and a half ago, he showed up for lunch with J, and the rest..... is history. Still can't believe that the carefree, flippant friend I know from school is going to be a mariied man and *gasp* possibly a father in a couple' year's time!
Anyway, the evening began with the rehearsal at MemChu, with both sets of parents, groomsmen, bridemaids, church coordinator, etc. H's parents were the same as always, not saying much, not revealing much in the way of facial expressions. In contrast, J's side of the family were much like her, more outspoken, behaving in a way that's typical of well-to-do Taiwanese, whatever that means :) There I also met the girl I was supposed to dance with at the banquet--J's cousin, who looked (and behaved) like a spoilt 14-year old but who is supposedly attending college. The priest was very patient, putting us through our paces twice. I was expecting a longer wedding given the usual Catholic ceremonies, but this was relatively smooth. Besides me, the other two groomsmen were J, H's college buddy whom I met a coupla' times before, and T, another college buddy of H's who was still on a plane at that time.
Went for dinner at Joy Luck in Cupertino afterwards with H's relatives. Nice people, all from HK, going out of their way to speak to me in Chinese instead of continuing in their rapid-fire Cantonese all the time.
After dinner, H gathered more buddies and we headed out to Santana Row for drinks. The Straits Cafe was too noisy so we went to a nearby pizza place for beer and wine. (Yes, quite pathetic). At that point, I wasn't sure if I should stay 'cos H and his friends were obviously more comfortable speaking in Cantonese to one another--I might spoil their fun. But well, it was H's night and I was determined to stay with him 'til the end (of his single days).
He's funny. Originally, J told me (in front of him) to bring him to a strip club for his bachelor's party, so I did some research and all (check out www.stripclubmap.com), but the dude himself didn't show too much interest. So there we were, sitting around with beers and a bottle of cabernet savignon until midnight, when someone mentioned "strip club..." and "come on H, this is your last chance" and H agreed in his usual nonchalant way. saying some fai cai stuff like "OK lah, we can go tomorrow night also mah." : )
Yeah right. Go to a strip club after your wedding banquet. J's gonna be real happy :P
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