Since my sister's wedding was so big and fat, this will probably be part one of a three part mini series, so be prepared for smiles, tears (mostly mine), a handful of awwws and one "What on Earth? She said that?!". So goes the love story of Julie and Ba...

Once upon a time, on the last weekend in April my sister married the love of her life on a beautiful although somewhat windy day in Melbourne. Ari and I returned to Australia for what was a whirlwind experience to join in their celebrations. I'm so so happy for them both and welcome Ba into our crazy dysfunctional family with open arms!

In traditional Vietnamese wedding custom, there was a morning tea ceremony whereby the groom's family comes to the bride's house with offerings of tea, coffee, biscuits, fruit, alcohol and a pig and then takes Julie in return. We got a pretty good deal, my offering platter had four bottles of Patron tequila and with that I thought "Score! Please take my sister away!" lol But it all kicked off with fire crackers.


After the tea ceremony finished we had morning tea with actual tea, coffee, cake and pastries. I didn't really get to eat anything given we had to take a whole heap of photos. Afterwards we all headed over to the groom's house and repeated the ceremony with his family, then we were served lunch which was a five course catered banquet with lots of delicious roast pork. Yum yum!