Antony and I drove together with Gemma, John, and Billy (our photographer) in John's car. We were already running late for our appointment and we got stuck behind a trailer and a car that were both going at the same speed, blocking both lanes, not letting anyone behind them overtake them. John was driving, and as soon as he saw some room to overtake the trailer we stepped on it. Well, since there was no room to the right, he went on the opposite lanes to overtake this trailer. There was this other trailer in the far distance coming, and we all thought, "plenty of time to overtake this annoying slowpoke." We actually encouraged him to do so ("do it John, do it!"). He starts overtaking the trailer, and his car would NOT accelerate. A few seconds later, the trailer in the opposite direction was [rapidly] approaching and we were still trying to overtake this trailer, and I asked John, "aren't you going to pass this trailer????" To which he replies hysterically "I'M TRYING TO!!!!!" (PANIC). He was FLOORING it and I guess the car was so heavy with 5 people and a full trunk, that the engine could not cope with it. There was a moment where we all doubted whether we should slow down and go back behind the trailer or still try to overtake it, but given the lack of time to "think" about it, John just kept going and barely- and I mean BARELY- with less than a second and a couple of yards to spare, we made it.... Yes people. This is NO exaggeration. We almost died the day of our wedding on the way to the temple. That is how our wedding day started... and the rest was just as "thrilling."
The whole temple experience went well. Our families were there to support us, they all made it on time (some even before us- how did that happen???). When we came out everyone was outside waiting for us; they cheered, we posed, and then we started taking pictures. Manti Temple grounds were basically exclusively ours that day- no other weddings going on while we were there. We took a lot of pictures, and went down to a luncheon to that place where everyone has their luncheons at the bottom of the hill. DELICIOUS meal. It was in a way our first wedding celebration, and it was nice to have it with the people closest to us in a private setting. After we were done, we headed back to Provo for our reception. Well, halfway back to Provo we realized we had left all of the flowers at the luncheon place. Antony's dad went back to get them while we made it back to Provo. We barely had a few minutes to take some pictures before the reception started.
We got to our reception place, the Provo City Library Ballroom. ( I LOVED our reception hall- the building facade is beautiful and it reminds me of my high school in Mexico, since they were built around the same time by the same people.) Our flowers miraculously arrived like 10 min after us (how did that happen too?). We snapped some pictures quickly, and went inside to get started with our ring ceremony. Well, we were holding that ring ceremony specifically for our family members that were not members of the church and were not at the sealing. They still had not arrived (we later found out they had gotten lost coming in to Provo). So once they arrived and were done with it, people started arriving for the reception... like clockwork!!! We started our sit-down dinner and then- the mariachis, of course!!!! A Mexican wedding is NOT a Mexican wedding without mariachis. And a sit-down dinner. And dancing. And dancing props.
Time went by so quickly, we were sent off with sparklers, went back to Antony's house to change clothes, and off the Grand America in Salt Lake. Our room was very luxurious. Now, every time we see a nice bathroom we both use "Grand America bathroom" as a reference. The food was also really good. Antony still talks about the "nata" (cream) with blueberries that came on top of my pancakes the next morning. We left for Orlando on honeymoon later that day.
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