There was BIG DIFFERENCE between *HER* friends, and some of his friends... And she sat us at a table full of her friends - None of his friends were sat together... It would have been nice to meet my new husbands friends...
OK, it gets worse... She broke couples up for the table seating - She sat me ACROSS THE TABLE between two early 30-ish, total playboy, club type guys... Total Chelsea scene... From CORK. So, I may as well been next to two Chinese men, because we could NOT understand each other at all... And, they HIT ON ME. It sucked. I wanted to be with my husband. Not those assholes.
And she sat my NEW HUSBAND (married April 13th, so, very new) between two half naked, Chelsea party girls, in their late 20's, both in micro-mini dresses with tons of make-up on...
So, I totally MOVED MY SEAT.
The lodging she set up? Twin beds.
Over 300 pounds and we got twin beds - because she did not bother to assign rooms and the single girls (again, her friends) decided to shack up in the double bed suits.
And, the house was full of flies because the people staying there are used to maids and left the doors open and food out.
My shoes were ruined because we had to walk through GRAVEL, uphill, for about ten minutes, to get the bus to the wedding, (where 3 dogs were in attendance in the church), more gravel for the bus to the reception, UP HILL again, and yet more gravel if one needed the toilet... And for the reception, women were FALLING because their heels were getting caught in the woven matting she chose for flooring...
They used an ipod, rather than a DJ, the band was horrid - just some locals.
The food was horrid.
She spend ALL HER MONEY ON HER DRESS.
OK, it gets WORSE... You will NOT believe this...
After the reception, (and the Hitler experience) they had busses there, to take us all back to the hotel... When we got there, WE WERE ALL CHARGED 10 POUNDS FOR THE FIVE MINUTE RIDE!!!!!!!!
We had to pay for our ride from the party back to the hotel.
Then, just when we thought all the tacky sh*t was OVER, one of her friends decided to knock, and vomit, on our window at 4am... She was locked out.
POSH?
I THINK NOT.