Kim and Michael
Plane, trains, automobiles, and yachts: quick flight to SFO, BART to the W San Francisco, and an Uber to Dung-Nghi and Michael's wedding in San Francisco Bay on the Cabernet Sauvignon yacht out of Alameda. Tiff and I met up with most of Kim's old UCLA crew before the champagne boarding: Viet and Maggie, Billy and Amy, Matt and Miki, eventually An Thomas and Esther, and can't forget Bao and Diana.
A customary San Francisco summer marked the ceremony, a cool wind blowing around the rose pedals as vows were shared and rings exchanged, and we celebrated the Dr. and Dr. Mantz walking back down the aisle.
Back inside and out of the cold as the yacht pulled out, socializing during cocktail hour, and all too soon, time to sit down for dinner, and to introduce the bride and groom yet again. Kim bravely seated us right near the head table, which we promptly took advantage of to put Kim and Michael in the background of all of our selfies in-between bites of roast beef and champagne toasts during the speeches.
Cake cutting at the bow, a very skilled first dance, a very careful bouquet toss and garter toss due to the low ceilings, then Kim went from her dancing shoes to her real dancing shoes as the dance floor was opened to everyone.
All too soon, we were pulling back into port. Things continued later at the hotel bar, but in a much more sane and reasonable fashion, since, well, we're old now. Congratulations, Dung-Nghi and Michael!