The Reception

As we took photos, Darlene's team set up the food. They did an amazing job. Our food was AWESOME! We had so many different things: fish, sakuma wiki, ugali, pilau, rice, roasted potatoes, roasted whole chickens, fried chicken, chicken stew, beef stew chapatti and more. They had a buffet for everyone, but did a special head table for the bridal party.





(No, I am not drinking beer! Soda here comes in glass bottles.)

In Africa, they eat a lot with their hands, so before eating, someone comes around to wash your hands. When I first got to Sudan and had to learn to eat some things with my hands, I had a hard time. Now, I have no problem with it.



As you can see, the place was full for the reception. Better late than never!



I was so impressed with the cooks. The food was incredible and ready on time. They must have woken up really early to start cooking. And, they cook outside, on charcoal stoves. They are my heroes!



Throughout the reception, George's brother, Ken and his cousin, Brian played African music. I said they could play whatever they wanted except I just had one rule, NO RAP! They did a great job and the atmosphere was fun and joyful.

After everyone was done eating, I threw my bouquet while Beyonce's “All the Single Ladies” played. This isn't usually done here so I had to explain what it meant. Jane, a family friend caught it. We did not throw the garter as George thought it would be too racy for this culture.







Next came gifts. Here, people present their gifts to the couple. At first it was uncomfortable for me because I didn't want people to feel bad if they couldn't bring a gift. But, people came up with or without a gift to offer their congratulations.





Once that was done, people did speeches.

Mom



Dad



Darlene




Dave



Tabitha, George's sister



Mama Agu, (This is our neighbor. Here, women are often called according to their first born. Her first born's name is Agu so she is Mama Agu. Mama Agu is so kind and hospitable. She is the one that made the bridesmaid dresses. Anytime we need something, she is available to help. When I picked up my dress and the straps were too long, I ran over to her house and she fixed them for me in 20 minutes.)




and others.

Then it was George's and my turn. We thanked our guests for coming and said some things to each other. I told him I was so excited to be Mrs. Orwa and will keep learning how to cook and will try to learn Luo, his native tongue.








Then it was cake time. Charles and Emily provided the cake for us. It was beautiful and delicious.





Instead of champagne, we had punch.




Then we passed out cake to everyone.



When we were in Uganda, each time one of Abraham's kids approached us, they knelt down. So, when I gave Abraham his cake, I knelt down – Uganda style!





After cake, the ceremony was officially over. Abraham gave a closing prayer and everyone was free to leave whenever. It was nice to have some time to mingle with our guests.



This is our friend, Drogba. Actually, that is not his real name. I don't even know what it is. Drogba is the name of a famous soccer player. For some reason, George and him call each other that. Drogba has a motorcycle and has become a close family friend. He is who we call when we need a ride.




Here is George's sister, Tabitha. I think they look so much a like. I hadn't met her before and was so honored she came.



Our reception ended around 3:30. We had so much fun. Then, we just hung out with family and friends until it was time for the post wedding dinner.