Before even arriving at post, I said to Chris how our stay in Bangladesh would not be complete without a local wedding invitation. Shortly after the New Year, one of his LES (locally engaged staff) invited us to share in their big day! Actually, they had already been married, but would be having a reception in Dhaka to celebrate.
The ceremonious dress of the bride and groom were stunning, covered in stones and gold inlay. They were ornate from head to toe. And the bride's wedding henna...gorgeous! I'm not sure if the dress was all new for the occasion or inherited from family, but it was like nothing we'd seen before.
really not what I had in mind. No time to salvage much, so off we went.
I expected a lavish affair long into the night, which is the case for most rural weddings. As this was a big city event, the guests are invited in shifts, ushered up front to pose with the newlyweds and then rushed through family style dinner, so the next shift of guests can arrive to do the same, and so on, all through the night. We were round 1. Being Americans, and caucasian, we were immediately greeted at the door and moved to the front of the line to see the beautiful couple. Temporary blindness was felt by all after the nonstop camera flashes for minutes by the photographer and nearly every other guest.