Three days of wedding, condensed to five minutes
Including the “come to the balcony and look into the middle distance” drone shot. Enhanced by Creed’s “Higher” playing on Steve’s phone in the background. Cheers Steve.
Dholi-assisted entrance to the Sangeet Night
Everything’s better with drums.
Back in the neighbourhood
This is us after four weeks of wedding craziness, sleep deprivation, ruthless humidity, temple visits, countless sacrifices of coconuts for reasons I still don’t fully understand, old friend and family reunions, ultra-patriotic drinking races against middle-aged Punjabi women, exceedingly good food, a party house with a waterfall and giant floating swan, batshit crazy Malaysian drivers, jet-skis, a bag-packing marathon, and a long flight home. Highly recommended. Now to sleep continuously for a few days.
Back in a month
Probably with a few photos.
Turns out neighbours in the west are pretty noise-tolerant
The beginning of an exceedingly well-planned bachelor night. Many beers were had. Followed by many whiskies. Followed by whisky-induced pseudo-death and 24 hazy hours of recovery. Also, “Post Malone meets Mexican Cartel Member” tattoos and facial hair, bedazzled fluoro jackets, and the world’s most energetic dog. Cheers to all +++ for organising.
