One of Isabelle's friends got hitched recently. We took one of the bullet trains out of the city to some rural countryside town that smelled like cows. The place looked very medieval, all the roads were cobblestone, zero modern buildings, they were all half-timbered and crooked looking. Very pretty place, even though it drizzled all day. Sort of weird having funeral weather during a wedding.

Paris is no place to get hitched. There are too many tourists flooding every church larger than a portajohn. So it's popular for Parisians to escape to picturesque towns like this to get married. Bullet trains are awesome, you get on one, barrel across the country at 200 miles per hour, and in half an hour Paris is gone. It's a shame America doesn't have any; imagine going from New York to Los Angeles in half the time it would take an airplane, with a quarter of the ticket price, and none of the security bullshit.

So the wedding was nice and the reception was cool; it was held in some fancy hotel within the town. Felt a little out of place, since I was only a brief acquaintance of the bride, and mostly everyone else there was a relative. I didn't know whether or not I should disguise my American-ness or not. I'm so sick of talking about what America's like, and about American politics, and everything that's wrong with America, but that's all people ever want to discuss when they hear my accent. I just stuck close to Izzy, people seem to treat me nicer when she's around.

The bride was only nineteen years old. I think it's crazy to get married at such a young age, but I didn't bring it up, because that would've been an ass thing for a guest to say. It's like throwing away your entire life before you even graduate college. Izzy said it didn't matter because they were happy. To me there's little difference between a nineteen-year old getting married, and a twelve-year old getting married. There's just no way something like that can last. I don't care how much you love someone, if you haven't already been through difficult times with them, then you're not ready for marriage. If you love someone and want it to last forever, then why don't you just let it continue as it already has? Why would you want to change all that with marriage?

Izzy got tipsy on fuzzy navels and appletinis. It was cute.

So long; good night.