People started coming in, I got introduced to most of them, some of them introduced themselves. The caterers arrived and started setting up there food and cooking equipment. I was quite peckish now, all I had eaten was a bowl of cereal in the morning and a little bit of salad for lunch. Most people had arrived but the guests of honour, the people the party is for, the happily married couple were still to arrive. When they did everybody cheered, they all said there congratulations and gave their gifts. We were all sitting around, standing around and chatting. There were a few separate groups like in all parties but they were constantly changing position and members. I was talking to the groom, he was interested in my travels so I told some stories, some good, some bad. Due to recent circumstances most were a little worse than the events probably were. The caterers were taking there time. A lot of alcohol was being consumed and no food being eaten to help soak it all up. I was pretty hungry and I'm sure everybody else was too. About two hours late the food was finally ready for us to help ourselves to. I took my time, I didn't want to intrude or anything, everybody was family but me, the boy from England. The food was good, nothing much to shout about but it hit the spot.