Saturday, October 8th, I was invited to a wedding. My friend Regina's friend, Eunju, whom I also met on several ocassions was getting married. She met her husband in her apartment building. He lived above her. She had a loud party once and she took a plate of food up to him in lieu of apology. It started there: he'd spot her out with her dog and come to walk it with here. Soon they were living together and they crowned their affair with an overblown Korean style wedding. Eunju was every inch a blushing bride with eyes downcast. They are quite a nice couple and it's obvious that they love each other and are very comfortable with each other. First they had the western-style ceremony complete with a white wedding gown and the groom wearing tuxedo. Then, they had the Korean traditional wedding ceremony, followed by a lunch. That's it. No more, no lavish reception, no dancing. The traditional ceremony includes the bride bowing to the groom twice and he bows back once, then they repeat the whole process; drinking from the same cup; then bowing to the parents; throwing of chestnuts and jujubes onto bride's sash.