The above moment comes from the pyaebaek phase of the wedding. Normally, this part of the ceremony—in which the bride and groom don traditional garments, bow before the older generation, and listen to advice from their elders—is private, but Will and his bride elected to do everything publicly. I stuffed myself on the lovely buffet (I cringe to imagine how much it must have cost) and chatted with the other expats seated at our segregated table: Mike, another former coworker of Will's who hails from Seattle; and Eric, a third former coworker who hails from Houston. Mike's lovely Korean wife also sat with us.
A good time was had by all, I think, and we guests received gifts of homemade lemon tea from the happy couple.
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