I arrived at the church early and, after two drives around the block to kill time, we finally stopped right in front of the doors of the church. As I sat in the car speaking with the priest who would marry us (whom I had never met because the priest who was supposed to marry us had to run off to another commitment), I saw some nervous conversations going on.
Finally Papi Boa mustered up the the courage and said three little words to me: “Photographer isn’t here.” This was a surprise since we had all left my parents’ house, which is 10 minutes away from the church, at the same time. I stepped out of the car, Google searching the photographer’s phone number on Papi Boa’s cell (because I of course did not have my phone) and dialing it on Lil Boa’s cell simultaneously.
When the photographer picked up the phone, I learned that she was headed toward our reception venue, thinking that we were holding our ceremony there. As I quickly corrected her, I could feel her heart sink through the phone; she was so sad and apologized about a thousand times during our 30-second conversation. She asked for us to stall 15–20 minutes until she could get to the church. Through it all, I surprisingly maintained a very calm demeanor. I was still in that happy daze from that morning, marveling that I would soon be married to the love of my life. Not even a missing photographer rattled my resolve.
I made a decision; I decided to start the ceremony without the photographer there. We had 70-plus starving guests sitting in a church at nine in the morning, a priest getting nervous because he had a communion ceremony at 9:30, and a reeeaalllllyy tight timeline because of our flights to Rome. Making the decision to go ahead seemed like a no-brainer. So I hung up the phone, turned around, and told everyone to take out their iPhones ’cause I was getting married.
I’m soooo glad that we didn’t choose to have an unplugged wedding because all those cell phones and point and shoots blocking the aisle saved some irreplaceable memories on film. Don’t be mistaken, I love our choice in photographer and would book them 100 times over—it was a true delight to work with them. They did make it to our ceremony, just missing my walk down the aisle. They also more than made up for the slight misunderstanding by taking AWESOME pictures, which we love, and giving us a much welcome surprise later in the day.
*All the pictures were taken by guests.
Catch up on the Boa recaps!
- July 2
- Isabela, Puerto Rico
- Wedding Date:
- May 2012
- Puerto RIco