We were invited to Erky’s cousin’s wedding on Saturday. I was really anticipating that event since I thought I was going to have fun. I wore a nice dress, put on some make up and since I dropped a few kilos, I thought I looked really good.
We get to the wedding reception a little late because Erky was working that morning, and as we get there, people had already started with the entree. In Madagascar, most people have buffets at their wedding. In general, everyone runs to the buffet and people push each other around to get closer to the food. It’s pretty annoying, and especially if you are one of the last people who get there, there isn’t much left to eat. But this time, they made people go table by table to avoid this kind of situation. That was the positive side of the party.
Then the music started playing and to my disappointment, it was always the same music they play at every wedding here. I don’t know why I expected something different. They play 70′s and 80′s music, then some music to dance the Maddison, some Rock’n'Roll and a little bit of Tango and Valse. Then they play a little bit of malagsy music and back to the 70′s and 80′s. I don’t think I heard any recent song over there. So in the end, I was really bored, I didn’t even dance.
People started leaving pretty early. In Madagascar, most people leave after the cake. It’s considered rude to leave before. But even then, at least half of the people left before the cake and everyone else left right after it. At first, when I got here, I didn’t understand why people left right after having the cake, but now, I realize that they don’t really want to be at the weddings they are invited to. When I went to weddings in Canada, at least half of the people were partying until early morning with the bride and groom. But not over here, mostly, it’s the close family and friends that stay after the cake. I think it’s pretty sad. At our wedding, we didn’t have a cake and people left quite late considering it was on a Thursday. When they bring out the cake, they light some sparling lights all around it, have some fast music going on and someone makes a speech. Malagasy people love to make speeches, it lasted about 15 minutes, of course, I didn’t understand anything so another reason for me to be bored.
In any case, the party was boring, the food not that great and the music… well, it really sucked. Then we get home and there was a party in the area, and the music they had was great! I wished that DJ was hired for our party.
