Kari and I get ready to throw the bouquet and the garter. I have no clue where the tradition of throwing the garter...
The girls eagerly await the bouquet. Some more eagerly than others, as you can tell.
The throw!
The catch!
The winner! Anne-Tone, and her proud boyfriend.
Now it's the guy's turn. Same here. Some guys are more eager than others.
My cousin, Morten, caught the garder. I love that the only point in focus on this picture is him.
Tomas Frithjof and his at the time very pregnant wife, Trine.
Fnenitmem.
The start of the wedding dance (no, not the wedding valse! The dance!). Hey, I didn't know I could bow this low.
And you can tell everybody, this is your song, it may quite simple, but, now that it's done...
I admit, we did get some help learning a couple of new tricks, and I'm very glad we did.
The finale.
Yo tambien, yo tambien! Me too, me too.
For a moment everbody was on the dance floor.
Salman and Kari.
Cutting the wedding cake.
Everybody had to light a candle and Sandra was happy to help.
Doesn't she look good in the candle light? Wonder what she's thinking.
I think Tobias and Beate made this one.
Marianne talking to Mormor.
It's been a long day for the kids.
From the left, Gunn, Hilde, Renate, Kari and Kristine.
Me and my mojito. Looks like it's getting late for some of the adults as well.
This shot is great! It's like I'm waiting to hear music from the Pulp Fiction soundtrack.
Party is over! Everybody get on the bus and go home!