Well, they did it: despite the monsoons, the kids got married last night on the riverboat.

I’m sure I’ve seen it rain harder than it did yesterday at some point in my life, but I really can’t remember when. The ramp leading down the bank to the river’s edge looked like a river itself, and the water was streaming down it deep enough that my feet were wet inside my shoes. I was wearing thick-soled walking shoes.

It was cold, windy, and wet, but it was festive, and the food was really good. I wish them well as they begin their new life together. And I hope the rest of us dry out.