A trip to Boston, without Boston

We flew to Boston on Porter, which unfortunately had lost a considerable amount of its charm since the last time we flew with them, found our friend Teresa who was arriving at the same time from DC, and then drove up to Methuen, which is right on the border with New Hampshire.

Crystal is Mormon, and thus (not being particularly Mormon ourselves) we didn't get to see the religious ceremony. But she invited all friends and family to a civil ceremony at the Methuen Music Hall.

The music hall boasts an awfully impressive organ. It's like a cathedral devoted to music. Where there should be a crucifix, they had a bust of Bach.




It was rather hot inside, and the women in attendance got fans. I borrowed Emma's fan to make sure I didn't succumb to unladylike fainting.




After the ceremony, we joined the reception line...




...where Crystal was literally bouncing up and down. (That's why she's blurry.)




The reception was at a nearby golf club, with a clubhouse balcony that provided a nice view of the sunset over the course as Emma and Danica enjoyed the appetizers.




From the balcony we could see the bride and groom doing photos on the green.




The course has an arch that seems to be there for precisely this purpose.




Everyone gathered in the dining hall for the meal and speeches, which we all enjoyed.




I was under strict instructions from Teresa to get a photo of the back of the dress.




I took a photo of the wedding photographers taking photos and then it turned into a weird mock argument over taking photos of photographers. She probably has a shot of this moment from her point of view.




Teresa, Crystal and Emma all went to law school together, so we had to get a group shot when Crystal and Chris came to visit our table.




This is the somewhat more staged version of same.




The happy couple!

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