We were all a little bit nervous to attend our first Colombian wedding, especially after the super festive pre-wedding celebrations.
We had been warned to dress black tie with no exception (strictly tuxes for guys and floor length gowns for girls), aguardiente and spirits would be on tap and that it would be rude to leave before the band stopped playing, which would probably only be around 5 or 6 the next morning.
But we’re never ones to turn down a challenge. So we suited up for the big night.
The church was exquisite and the formal catholic service was …. very Spanish. Apparently the groom handled his newly learnt language with aplomb except for the part when the priest asked whether he had been bought against his will. Oops. There was the most beautiful music played by an quartet and accompanied by a small choir. But nothing could outshine the beautiful bride.
And then just when we had finished the speeches, eaten dinner, partaken in some festive drinking and settled in on the dance floor …. A little bit of madness commenced.
It started simply with the distribution of brightly colored hats, glasses and other fun outfit accompaniments. ad
But it was the dancers complete with ticker tape and crazed Carnivale style elephants that really catapulted the evening to something we hadn’t expected. This was all part of a Colombian wedding tradition called Hora Loca or Crazy Hour.