Their Big Fat Italian Wedding

It was a bit bizarre to see us all in the wedding of M&P dressed in our smart skirts, serious suits and ties. Gives quite a contrast to the bunch we used to be with our rastro clothes, wearing the same old cap every single day and looking for occasional spice ups at the street stalls of Benidorm.

The Catholic wedding ceremony was held in an over 1000 years old small church in the middle of nowhere as the surrounding village had little by little moved further while the time passed. It was packed with people, emotions and atmosphere. Adorable place indeed.

After the marriage had been solemnized we headed to Viverone where the party was held in a hotel by the lake. Crazy Italian drivers were speeding away as usual and my personal rally driver SB had a great challenge of keeping on their trail through the narrow alleys of the villages and down the hills. Of course it was raining. I seem to carry the rain with me. Luckily the heaviest part of it started only after something like 200 kilos of rise had been cast and the newly weds were safely in their car. Bird lovers, please note it is just a myth that the pidgins will die if they eat too much rise. Birds are designed to eat and enjoy all kinda seeds and stuff like that. So no worries.

SB does not have a good karma regarding to the eldest brother of M. In Spain he slammed the door of the boot on her fingers and here he accidently made a painting fall directly into her poor head by leaning against an unsteady, temporary wall.

On Friday I went to Nervi. It is yet another small town on the coast, near to Genoa. Lovely views to the Mediterranean, nice park full of curious squirrels, delicious pizza and refreshing beer on a terrace by the sea, nice parking ticket from Alessandria on the way back. Genoa (Genova) is an interesting place as well, especially the old town quarters with very narrow lanes - in many of them you can actually touch the houses on both of the sides of the lane at the same time with your very own two hands. Naturally the only vehicles which can pass through these alleys are the scooters and bikes. If I remember right, the old town of Genoa is the biggest in Europe - and if it isn't, it's still a very impressive maze. The city itself is about the same size as Helsinki.