My Italian Wedding

Today is our wedding anniversary.

On September 30, 2000, I arrived with a water taxi at the island of Torcello. Torcello is the oldest island in the lagoon of Venice. Unfortunately the weather changed overnight and it rained cats and dogs.

"Acqua alta" urged me to make a big jump with my tight wedding dress on my way to church.

This was the scariest step I did that day… And I remember all Italians saying "matrimonio bagnato, matrimonio fortunato" (wet wedding, happy wedding).

Today is not only my wedding anniversary - but also my father's birthday.

He walked me down the aisle. Happy Birthday Daddy !

Oh, and while the guests were waiting for me in front of the church, one of my German single girlfriends met my future husband's 4th degree Italian cousin - and they are together since that day and happily married with a cute daughter - now a 5th grade (or so) cousin to our son.

And that's it.

Since here I am married !