Mrs. Geek and I are now back to our latest family wedding excursion to a town of less than 20,000 in an area of the country I can only call The Big Empty. It was a good trip, by and large. We got to visit a fair number of Mrs. Geek's relations, including several who live in a metropolitan area where we would like to relocate. That last group were very supportive about the idea of having more family in town, though they seemed to have an inaccurate idea of the cost of real estate in neighborhoods near where they live.
One interesting tidbit I am able to report is that the microbrew revolution continues to make inroads in the most obscure places. I had not one but two quite drinkable locally made beers in the small town in The Big Empty. The first came from a keg merely labelled "Lager" at the wedding rehearsal dinner. The second was a brew made specially for the bar at the location of the reception. Both were tasty, but neither were extraordinary except for the fact that they were brewed in even smaller surrounding hamlets than the one where we were staying.
We discovered the only negative fallout from the trip after our return. Two of Mrs. Geek's relations who hosted the rehearsal dinner were somehow upset (rather than say, disappointed) that we didn't get to speak with them more during the weekend... as if we were snubbing them. While we did keep our distance to a certain extent because of ideological differences between us (grace before dinner at the rehearsal dinner included prayers for "our President and our troops abroad" -- a sentiment Mrs. Geek and I would interpret VERY differently than our hosts), we did chat briefly with both of them and were not unpleasant. Mrs. Geek and I are left with the sense that was some kind of expectation placed upon us about how we needed to act (the phrase "paying our respects at the Royal Court" keeps coming to mind) that we obviously missed. Oh well. Hopefully we can smooth this out somehow.
on 2006-08-10 at 6:50 a.m.
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