Kathy and Zack

Saturday: MB got up around 7 to go get breakfast with the ladies. I slept in. Up and morning practices. Shower. Got breakfast at the hotel around 9:30. So-so, and quite expensive. (A gratuity and "delivery fee" was included, even though it was a self-serve buffet.) MB came and found me a bit after 10. Some hanging out. We got dressed for the wedding around 11, and met the rest of our party at 12:15.

Over to the Church. Massive. The wedding was held in the front atrium, that I jokingly called the "mud room." It sat 200 people. Sweet and very religious service. Afterwards while people were gathering for pictures I explored a little. The main hall was gigantic. Later I was told that there are two services every Sunday, with 2000 people at each. There's a separate auditorium for the kids that easily seats several hundred.

Back to the hotel, and I changed into slightly more comfortable clothes. The reception was in a conference room at the hotel. A DJ introduced the bride and groom and coordinated the traditional first dances. The food was served, but the line was quite long. I took my leave to do some personal practice and guitar work back in the room. MB came and found me. Back to the table and some Hors d’œuvre's. Dancing started up. I wondered in and out. I was not really feeling like dancing, as the whole thing was looking really uptight and 'white' to me... but eventually I found myself jumping around to Stevie Wonder. I turned around and an unrelenting shutter-bug, was pointing a camera at me. I grabbed it away from her, and she said "I was taking a movie!" Looking at the camera, I saw that indeed it was still recording. I pointed it at her and said "Come on dance for me." She got really embarrassed and said "no, no, I can't" and went and sat back down. I hit the stop button and left the room.

Wandering around I found my way to the pool. A young black boy in the pool looked at me and said "Are you the manager?" "No. How's the water?" I replied. Went back to the room and got changed into my swim trunks. Took a dip. Quite a number of young black boys played in the water. It was hard not to feel out of place, but I smiled and bobbed at the side. Sunning for a bit, although clouds had come out. Back to the room and showered. Guitar.



MB came back to the room and said that people were planning on going out to dinner. My stomach started to feel really pretty bad. I decided to bow out of dinner. A bit later MB left. Email. Personal practice. Guitar. The TV remote was not able to access the pay-per-view movies, and the technician sent by the front desk was unable to fix it. MB's mom had given me some antacid, and this seemed to help a bit. I found some foodish stuff in the hotel's "sports bar." Ran into the crew coming back from dinner. They had gone to a sea-food restaurant, that of course had nothing vegetarian on the menu. I was happy how things worked out.

Back to the room, watching YouTube with MB. We trade the Slim Jims in our goodie bag for "Fruit by the Foot."