Mishaps? You want mishaps? Tell me if I win with this first reply:
My parents rented a vintage Rolls Royce to take me from our house to the church. The way to the church was up a huge hill in a very rural, less-traveled area. The car sounded a little creaky from the get go, but when we got to the hill, all bets were off. It started creaking, then it was creeaaaking, then CREEEAAAKING! Finally, towards the top of the hill, THE REAR AXLE BROKE! The entire axle, tire attached, broke off and rolled into the woods.
So. My Dad told the driver to use his cell to call the driver of the limo that took the bridal party up to the church to come back for us. Unfortunately, the driver's cell phone was dead. So, my Dad, tuxedo-clad, went out into the road to wave down any car that would come by.
A car came! Unfortunately, it was a VW Golf, and completely packed with my friends. There was no way that I, and my six foot train, was fitting in that car. My Dad got into the car with my friends so he could tell the limo diver to come back for me. So. There I was, on the side of the road, in the woods, in a car with no wheel, about to be late for my wedding. My Mom said to me: "Well, I told you that something would go wrong on your wedding day, and that you can't get upset about it. Look at the bright side! It happened early! The rest of the day is GRAVY!"
Well, I had a choice. I could laugh, or I could cry. I decided to laugh. I got out of the Rolls and stood on the side of the road, waiting to flag down whoever came by next. Well, the next person by was a police officer. Yes, of course he stopped to see why a bride was standing on the side of the road. He looked over the car and reached the (obvious) conclusion that there was nothing he could do to repair the car. However, my mother did have an idea...I did not want to be late, did I?
And that is why I arrived at my wedding in a cop car. Lights flashing, the whole deal. I only ended up being 5 minutes late.
Oh, and if you are wearing a wedding gown, the back of a cop car is not ideal. There's nothing to hang onto to keep your satin-clad self from sliding from side to side....
Thank you Officer Kennedy, for that ride!
