This was the second wedding I have actually ever been to. The first was my uncle’s when I was a bridesmaid and it wasn’t anything like this. It was winter in England and in all the wedding photos we’re holding umbrellas and grinning with rosy cheeks. The weather in Indonesia is hot and humid, much like the other nearby country, Malaysia. I was glad to have booked a hotel in Bali that provided me with air conditioning, this way I could cool down before the wedding.
This wedding was very different. It was a traditional Balinese wedding ceremony in Padangbai which I was invited to when I was doing some filming in the village. Packed into a tiny courtyard, we sat on benches and plastic chairs, whilst ladies handed out Coca Colas and little Balinese cakes. The men and women mostly sat in their own groups, sipping their fizzy drinks through a straw and chatting to each other.
The men wore traditional Balinese dress and the women wore colourful garments embellished with details. Some adorable little newborn puppies rolled around under one lady’s chair and children ran amuck laughing and giggling. It was cramped and hot and there wasn’t much order to where anyone was sitting, but like many weddings around the world, we sat there for a long time waiting for the bride.
When she turned up she was wearing a glittering golden headdress and heavy make-up, with a strapless, colourful dress made out of thick fabric. It was so hot that day, the fan was a very good idea….