How to Get Married, Day 3

First, pray.Next, make sure your nephew's turban fits. Use pruning shears if you have to. He's gotta look good up there on that horse with you.
Next, get anybody in your party who consents into a kurta pajama.
Then, head out to see Ganesha. This is an auspicious day.
Then, drive to Hamilton, and wait for the horse.
Then bring out the beard patrol.
...and recruit them for shoe defense. Especially the vicious bear-man beard patroller.
Then, get married, eat, drink, dance, have songs sung and played for you, speeches made for you, slide shows describe your life and embarrass you, sing a song, make a speech, carve a cake, and kiss your bride. (not pictured.)

By the way, we lost the shoes. We (Vinai) had to pay (cash) to get them back. How much cash? That depends on the arm wrestle. We agreed on a base amount, and offered $275 on top of that if they could beat us in an arm wrestle. They chose the combatants. For our side, the man they empirically determined to have the smallest biceps:
For their side, a professional carpenter. I won't say how it turned out, but the bartender lost cash on a bet.

How to Get Married, Day 2

First, by evening, recover from your bachelor-party hangover enough to practice the Hindi song you wrote for your bride-to-be: Next, gather your friends and family at your house, feed them, and mentally prepare for what follows: Get them to smear turmeric-infused grease all over your body:
Then, get them to put that red fabricover your head and have the more distinguished members put cash money in it. You'll need the cash for your shoes later.
Then get fed by your parents. Like old times. They love you.
Then sleep. Big day tomorrow.

GRRRRR!!

Naturally, the day I get a beautiful view of the Vancouver skyline, visit chinatown, walk along the seawall, go to Granville Island and Emily Carr, go to the science museum and build a tower of blocks to the ceiling and let two 8 year olds dive head first into the tower to knock it over, that's the day I forget to bring my camera. Grrrr! Oh well, here's the picture of Noah
I would have put up on Friday.