Continued from The Teta Miralles Chronicles Part 2: The Epic Bridal Shower
Fast forward to two weeks, and Teta and Pablo’s Big Day arrived. The wedding was held at the Chapel on the Hill at dusk and reception followed at Taal Vista Hotel.
Raviv’s first stint
Eto ka. Raviv was coin bearer. This was his first stint as coin bearer. I honestly was not expecting Teta to include him in the entourage because he was still very young. But when Teta told me he was, I was ecstatic. As early as six months before the wedding I instructed Yaya Isay to practice Raviv’s walk.
But here’s the caveat: Hindi nakapaglakad ang bagets! We (Raviv, Yaya Isay, I and a driver—Randy sat this one out because we were really swamped with work) left Los Banos three hours before the wedding (Tagaytay is just a 1.5-hour drive away), and made a quick stopover at Solenad. I made Raviv eat some Pancakes and chicken at Pancake House so that he will be in the mood when it’s his time to walk. I honestly thought we would arrive at the venue early but nooooooo!!! You would not believe the traffic that met us! What should have been a thirty-minute drive to Tagaytay became a two-hour drive! When we finally reached the chapel, the ceremony had just begun. So sayang ang practice at dress rehearsals ni Raviv.
The beautiful Brazilipino wedding
I just drowned my panghihinayang by looking around me. For around me were beautifully dressed people, a breath-taking vista, and two people who were so so so in love. The way Teta and Pablo looked at each other–you just know that they were crazy about each other. Even the officiating priest mentioned that—that Teta seemed kilig to the bones and that she can’t help but smile from ear to ear!
But since I was with hyper Raviv, I had to go out from time to time. Whenever he started squirming and speaking with his loud voice, “Yaya! Yaya where are you?”, I had to get out. We were seated at the front pa naman!
When I was making him lose all his energy outside, we were approached by the official photographer several times. I think he loved Raviv (in fact during the reception, the kid with the most number of pictures on the on-site video presentation was Raviv…at least even though he didn’t walk he in his outfit was still exposed 🙂 Uhm Teta, may I have copies of them please? :))!
But his energy seemed bottomless! After the ceremony during the picture-taking, he can’t stay still! He was approached by his ninangs but he just wanted to shimmy himself away from them and run amok in the church!
Even when the flower girls and the bearers were called in front, he can’t keep still! He wanted to be with me yet he also wanted to be free of me (scratches head).
Although during the recessional march, nagpa-cute siya sa flower girls. 😉
The road to the most fun reception ever
The most fun reception ever, ironically, started with a long, boring ride to Taal Vista Hotel that even Raviv the whirlwind fell asleep. The drive from the Chapel on the Hill to Taal Vista was supposed to be 15-20 minutes. But because of the heavy traffic, it was as though we had gone back to Los Banos! The drive was almost two hours, grabe (so guys, don’t go to Tagaytay on a weekend in the summer!). I was so tempted to head back home and not go to the reception whenever I think of the long day I’ll have the following day (wake-up early, travel to Global City, teach for almost seven hours, travel back to Los Banos, and do administrative job…waaahhh!!!). But my katamaran was overcome by my love for Teta (yiheee!). I knew how difficult it was to prepare a wedding, and that the only payoff was seeing your loved ones cheer for you, smile for you and congratulate you on the big day. So no, going home was out of the question.
Oh my sleeping child….
We were carrying Raviv to the ballroom of Taal Vista when we arrived. We tried waking him up to no avail. So Yaya Isay and I took turns to using the washroom. During my turn, I met up with my friends again. So of course, picture-picture!
Good thing the host of the night was sensitive. He went straight to the point and skipped unnecessary talk. He knew we were tired because of the traffic. But you know, our lethargy wore off when the bride and groom made their grand entrance, dancing! And it was not your typical sweet-sweet dance (na walang choreography. Feeling prom lang, na pumi-PBB teens ang newlyweds. In other words, boring. Like Randy and mine on our wedding, hehe. Buti may confetti blast kami.) They danced a merry dance to the tune of Brighter than the Sun by Colbie Caillat (you know, the “Oooooh, this is how it starts, lighting strikes the heart, It goes off like a gun, brighter than the sun”). It was really fun!
After the other usual Pinoy wedding tradition (cake-cutting, wine drinking, and picture-taking with the couple, etc) we ate. I do not usually reach for the salad when there are plenty of meat and sweets around but since this was Tagaytay so I got lots of fresh salad, and I loved it! By the way, most of our tablemates laughed as I and Yaya Isay ate. See, Raviv would not wake up. For Yaya Isay and I to both eat at once, we spread sleeping Raviv: his head was on my lap while his feet were on Yaya Isay’s. Tidbits of food even fell on to his face, but even that and the loud music did not wake him up.
Mabuhay Raviv and everyone!
But oh, something woke him up—something I had been waiting for! See, during Teta’s shower she mentioned that one of her biggest problems was how to make her wedding exciting for the Brazilian guests. Brazilians think Filipino weddings are boring, for Filipinos do not really dance (I agree. The Western weddings I’ve watched included guests dancing after the reception. We Filipinos just leave after eating). So she said she hired a band that specializes in samba. In fact, when I handed her my gift, she asked me not to leave yet because the band has yet to arrive. I said I won’t until the band arrives (I can feel Teta here. I also want my guests to experience one of the highlights of the night). And before long, we heard it. It started out as a faint rumble outside the ballroom—you’d think there were thunderstorms. But I knew better.
The entrance of the samba theme excited everyone! The beating of drums woke up Raviv, scared Raviv at first, but also excited him later. It was like we were in Rio and there was mardi gras! I could see that the Brazilian guests were overjoyed they could samba in a Filipino-themed wedding! Masks, lights, and crazy headgears were distributed.
People close to me know that I hate dancing because I’m like a freak show when I do. But because I love Teta and the festive atmosphere was contagious, I shook my booty. Karga pa ang in awe na bagong gising kong anak!
Because it was really late, I had to drag ourselves out of the ballroom. Raviv was having so much fun and refused to leave. Brazilian music made his blood say, “Mabuhay!” I dragged a sleeping boy into the ballroom, and I was now dragging a hyper boy who did not want to leave out.
Despite the traffic, we went home happy: happy to have been with friends, happy to have eaten a great meal, happy to have danced the night away, and most of all, happy to have witnessed my good friend have her happily ever after with the love of her life. Thank you Teta for having us over, and for giving Raviv a special place in the most important day of your life. 🙂
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