
It was an interesting experience. After the ceremony, we all went into the garden behind the church for drinks and snacks. There I was able to meet again Uncle Willy and his family after so many years.

He, wife Ilonka, son Willy II, his wife and children had driven all the way from the north of Hungary to attend the wedding. Vera and her friend had also driven from Budapest to join in. She speaks English and German very well so we quickly caught up on news. I spoke German to Willy II who translated into Hungarian for his family.


There was a wedding reception in my part of the city in a restaurant overlooking the River Spree. A very pleasant atmosphere, good company, good food, good wine made the evening special.
From there I went back to my flat later than planned. I decided to finish packing when I woke up at 3.00am for a taxi had been booked for 4.00am. That was a mistake as you can read in my next post.
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