Costa Rica Part 3: The Wedding

Oh yeah. One final thing happened in Costa Rica. My sister got married.

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Now naturally, the most important issue of the big day was what should Shane Halbach wear to the wedding?

What does one wear to a beach wedding in Costa Rica?

Two words: Miami Vice.

I went with a hat, sunglasses, a pink shirt, and white linen pants like a boss. Apparently, great minds think alike:

2015_03_17_1168I was also rocking some impressive chest hair. ::wistful sigh:: I would have been so cool in the 70’s.

The resort handled everything, so all we basically had to do was show up. It was a bit strange with all the lookie-loos on the beach, but full service is full service.

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Speaking of rocking something like a boss, here is my sister walking down the beach IN HIGH HEELS.

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Here’s the thing you might not know about white linen pants: totally see through! (Well, *you* might know that, because apparently everybody knew that but me.)

I will not go into the details of my undergarments, but let’s just say that if your underwear shows through your pants, the solution is not to remove the underwear. I mean, you might think, “problem solved!”, which is kind of true, but also “problem created” if you see what I mean.

And believe me, you would see what I mean.

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(I dug out some tighty whitey’s you animals. I can’t believe you looked that close.)

Of course, if you’re staying at an all inclusive resort, the reception is basically taken care of.

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Now, not everybody can claim celebrities at their wedding reception, but was I the only one to notice a couple of crashers at the restaurant? (No, not Uncle Jim, behind him!)

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Turns out the resort happened to be hosting an event with a couple of Bears’ players. I believe that is Kyle Fuller and possibly Willie Young, or maybe David Bass. Celebrity wedding guests! (Not really.)

Unfortunately, it was a short trip for Sara and I, and all too soon we had to return to the frigid, fruitless, weak-sauce coffee real world to collect our kids. But we’ll always have our memories (plus commemorative cups!)

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