When you first tour a potential venue for your wedding, the coordinators at the site act like they would sell their children to make your wedding day everything you've ever wanted. They shake your hand like you're an old friend they haven't seen in years, describe (with dramatic, sweeping gestures) what your wedding at their venue would look like, and if you're lucky, give you cookies and hot chocolate.
Telling them you've decided to go with another venue is as unpleasant as any breakup. I found myself saying things like, "I'm sorry, I think you're so great, but...," "I know you could give us a beautiful wedding, but...," "You deserve someone better" etc.
The recession is never more apparent then when you're planning your wedding. It was especially apparent at the venue that looked like it hadn't been renovated since 1972. Even the toupee on the coordinators head was too retro to bear. Between the mirror-paneled walls and the musky, stale smoke smell, this place was screaming for much needed business.
In the end, we settled on the first place we looked. The beautiful gardens and cool ballroom sold me... as did the great price. So, we're off. August 29, 2010. Now onto photographers, florists and DJs...oh my.
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I know what you mean ;).
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