My wife (woah…) Mari and I eagerly await the prints from our official photographer, other friends and relatives. I might not be able to post those images here, but here’s a nice bunch from me, my dad, my brother and our friend Hacchan.

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Mari’s immediate family and relatives and my parents and brother attended. We were also lucky enough to be joined by some of our Tokyo friends.

It was a cold sunny day, and the ground was covered with bright yellow ginkgo leaves.

Following the ceremony, the couple held a reception lunch (cooked by an iron chef!) at Nihonbashi Yukari restaurant.

Heartfelt thanks to all our family and friends (including all of you blog-friends) for their blessings and support. To all who couldn’t attend the ceremony, we hope to catch you in Kyoto this December or in the Bay Area next year.

Yay!

Snapshot taken by my brother Andrew. About my expression: they said you’re not supposed to smile! And I thought my eyes were smiling, but i guess they weren’t. I was smiling inside.

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An auntie visited for lunch the other day and shared a pretty box of intensely sweet red-bean confections. Mari brought out old family photos, going back to when her mom was a baby.

A digital slideshow piped into the TV with a custom mp3 soundtrack is all good, but you can’t beat the really old-school, silvery bronze, fading, paper-smelling prints from so long ago that they might as well be from another planet. Actually, the photos of Mari’s mom as a Tokyo teenager standing with her overcoated co-workers looked like a Yasujiro Ozu film. We stared into the pictures and compared the mother’s and father’s faces to the children’s.