More Ocean State
So we went to a wedding in Newport and we somehow avoided traffic in both directions, perhaps in part due to the off season, perhaps because we left the city at 12:30 on Friday afternoon. It was beautiful; blue skies, cliffs, mansions, and more nautically themed bars than you can shake a stick at. Lots of Zoe’s sailing buddies were in attendance. Zoe and I woke early on Saturday to get a few hours of bouldering in at Lincoln Woods Park (not Casino) just north of Providence. The rock was a rough sharp granite, it was a cloudless 75 degrees, and we met a few New England climbers (they say “cah” not “car”). There is a large amount of climbing within the small park boundaries and it was free. In the ‘Gunks we pay at least $15 for the privilege. To me it felt a bit like Rumney, only without the tall sport climbs and 4 hours closer.
The ceremony was at St. Mary’s and the reception at the Astor’s-Beechwood Mansion. We drank dark and stormies at the Black Pearl on the wharf during the intermission between the church and the mansion. Lots of men in faded Mt. Gay Rum hats, but it seems the big money won’t come into Newport for another month or two. The reception was black tie optional and Zoe did her part wearing a slim black spaghetti strapped cocktail dress while I wore a blue pinstriped suit and a silken yellow paisley tie from my father’s collection. The live band, chosen at random by the planners, was surprisingly good and kept everyone dancing from the first dance onward. For a party at a mansion that specializes in historical re-enactments, there was quite a bit of dancing. Also there was a chocolate fountain with marshmallows and strawberries, which was pretty amazing. I think we went to bed at exactly 00:03 as we were exhausted from both climbing that morning and drinking in the afternoon sun. Newport is every bit as beautiful and rich as anyone will tell you. And not a bad place to get married either.