A Dublin memory

[starlady]

Seeing the old-fashioned cars in the FMA movie made me remember the morning in Dublin after the group left and something that happened. It was a brilliantly sunny day and I was wandering around the St. Stephen's Green area aimlessly. Well, I was walking down Dawson Street toward the Green and I passed a church on my right across the street (on the Waterstone's side) and there was a crowd of people waiting in front of the doors. A man in a very black tuxedo was standing at the top of the steps to the church. When I turned onto St. Stephen's Green North I realized it was a wedding because I saw the bride and her father riding in one of those old-fashioned cars (not open-topped). She looked very happy and her dress seemed very pretty--I couldn't see much besides the sheer lace covering her shoulders and her bouquet in her hands. So that man was the groom. I don't think I've ever seen a blacker tuxedo. It was really just nice, in the most un-cloying sense of the word possible. They had a beautiful day to get married on and I wish them all the best. But then, I wish everyone the best.