I have a very strict rule about my life, namely, if your archaeologist brother invites you to Italy, you go. It is because of this rule I’ve gotten to see random dusty patches of earth outside of Roman suburbs, the best Irish bar near the Vatican, gotten to see my brother in his element, as much as I can.
McKenzie and Karlyn’s wedding was in Radda a Chianti, a small town in the hills of Tuscany, a place so beautiful I would have thought him exaggerating if he tried to use words to tell me about it. It was so wonderful for them to bring us all there, to show us what they love about where they met, show us what it is about this one hilltop in Italy that keeps them coming back, again and again, and I promise, if I ever find my camera, I’ll upload pictures and try to show you myself.
(It was also wonderful for them to give us the opportunity to spend a healthy 30 minutes discussing possible captions of the [hypothetical] “Girls of Cetamura” calendar; contenders include: “Get Your Rocks Off!” “Archaeologists Like it Deep!” and “Bone Diggers.” It’s the little things, really, that keep us together.)
ANYWAY- Congratulations, McKenzie and Karlyn, and thank you, again, for bringing us out. It was fantastic.
InnerTeub 
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