Havin' a Time, B'y (That Newfie Wedding ~ Part I)

East of Nova Scotia, in a timezone all it's own, a large rock juts out of the Atlantic Ocean. It's inhabited by the most friendly, easy-going bunch of people you could ever hope to meet en masse. They speak a dialect so far gone from English that it's practically a language all it's own. They're Newfoundlanders: they work hard, they play hard, and when they have something to celebrate, well, it's guaranteed to be one hell of a good time.

At the end of July, 2013, I found myself in Port Au Port, Newfoundland, where indeed there was something to celebrate. Tammy and Trenton were getting married, but first: preparation, Newfie-style.

We arrived at the Deer Lake Airport to a glorious welcome from Mother Nature herself.

After a two hour drive to Port Au Port, we hit the ground running with a good old fashioned campfire and beer courtesy of the parents of the bride.

 Friday afternoon brought on a different kind of campfire; a homestyle barbeque replaced a 'proper' sit-down rehearsal dinner, where there was plenty of food...

...and maybe a little bit of THIS:

Day: 2. Campfire: 2.

Family fun for everyone!

 After dinner, we all headed to the church for rehearsal, drove to the hall to investigate the decorations, and then called it an early night so we could get some sleep before the chaos of the actual wedding day was upon us.