It must be the wedding season. In the space of one day, whilst strolling around the Old Town, I saw no less than three weddings.
Hanging onto her man, who was holding her bouquet. In front of the couple was a photographer, capturing these tender moments on a girl's big day. Later, she was seen throwing off her shoes at a pavement cafe, whilst her wedding carriage, a Mercedes, waited nearby. The meringue style wedding dress is very much in vogue in Bratislava.
An interminable mass, hosted by two priests and supported by three altar boys. The guests were up and down like yo yos during the proceedings, reminding me of my younger days when masses were said in Latin, and women wore head veils to masses. After 15 minutes of mass speak, I gave up and quietly backed out.
A crowd gathering outside the Blue Church - Church of St Elizabeth in the Old Town, for a wedding. Some guests were in casual wear, some in long gowns, a curiously mixed bag. On the opposite side of the street, another group also gathered, around the bride and the groom. Some guests were seen carrying bouquets, some single roses, presumably gifts for the couple. Everything with this church is blue - the facade, mosaics, interior decoration, and a blue glzed roof. Once seen, never forgotten.
