So as most of you know, I headed back to Europe from the States a bit earlier than I actually had to do so for work. This was because my very good friend was getting married. Magdalena and I have been friends since we met at Hungarian Language School almost three years ago, and have bonded closely in the way that expats do. Magda is Polish, but lives here in Hungary with her Hungarian now-husband. I was invited to her wedding this summer and I was super excited to attend, experience a bit of central European culture, and have a ton of fun.
|Sadly, the weather was not very cooperative, but it was still a lovely day. This is the church.|
|There was a polka band! Polka!|
|After the bus kept getting stopped by the local revelers, we arrived to the reception tent at Magda's childhood home. We were greeted by balloons in both the Polish and the Hungarian colors.|
|Dinner was served family-style, and it was pretty darn delicious. Not pictured: bottles and bottles and bottles of vodka and other alcohols.|
|Lyla and I were very pretty, if I do say so myself.|