The wedding was held the next day. It was a small, intimate affair complete with inside jokes that I didn't get but I sat patiently in the comfortably-padded pues through the entire service. Back at the hotel the reception began with a social hour, slowly followed by the appearance of the bride and groom and a chicken dinner.
The highlights were an excrutiatingly awkward toast by the best man, an alien themed restaurant complete with an extremely creepy alien, and a trip to the Mall of America (both shown below).
That alien was like 7 ft tall and really creepy as he walked around staring at people...
family time at the Mall of America a monument to American consumerism
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