Joe & Jackie: The Multi-day Wedding Extravaganza
Wake up call,
“We’re on our way, be ready!”
Joke’s on them, I never went to bed. Over the years I’ve developed this bad habit of not packing for trips until 24 hours before I need to be at the airport and staying up all night while packing. There’s something about the delirium of sleep moderate sleep depravation that I find makes traveling with my family easier.
Still dark out my parents pull up to my apartment and I frantically scramble out of the door with my bags. Somehow I had managed to fit two suits along with a few other essentials in just my carry on, taking more photography gear with me than I did clothing.
Not far from my tenement nor the airport I remember I forgot something… My coffee…
”Do you want us to go back so you can get it?”
”Nope, I don’t need it.”
(I needed it)
We make it to the airport, mild comedy ensues, we bored the flight and take off.
The flight itself was fine. The wedding was in Northern New Jersey and the dreaded Newark airport is a very quick flight.
The night before I made sure to buy plenty of snacks for the flight, one of which being a whole box of cookies. Yes, it was in fact an impulse buy.
I spent the majority of the flight watching Way Of The Househusband while gluttonously eating about half a box of the aforementioned. Snapped some photos here and there but if I’m being honest they’re all crap so don’t expect to ever see or hear about them again.
We land.
More comedy ensues.
Our rental car pulls up, a mini van.
There’s just barely enough room for the six of us and our bags. Thankfully I had only brought backpack and a carry on. The same couldn’t be said for the rest of us.
Vic had to sit on her boyfriends lap. A photo of this moment exists but do to fear of death at the hands of my sister I will keep it private…
We couldn’t check into our Airbnb until later that day and had a bunch of time to kill.
You may wonder what a family of half Iranian children, their Iranian immigrant father, and their Italian-American mother do fresh off a flight to Jersey. We get Persian food, kabob and rice, aka mother’s milk.
Here we see Baba Joon interacting with technology. Usually he is reasonably tech savvy, and when he isn’t is when I finally add value to the family.
Does he squint because he can’t see the letters of the screen clearly or is it in an attempt to understand how to pay for parking?