It turns out, Westminster Abbey is all booked up, so Jim and I are to wed at the Spruce Avenue Presbyterian Church in Niagara Falls, NY.
Growing up, my parents frequently took us to the falls for our family vacations. I loved it. I loved the trees and wet bridges. I loved walking through the Criminals Hall of Fame Wax Museum (their Al Capone sort of looked like my grandpa). And I loved it when my dad took me hiking around the Bridal Veil Falls -- obviously named to promote wedding tourism in the area (worked on me). I guess we decided to get married there because it seems like a good place for Jim and I to make our first memories as husband and wife...that and the Spruce Avenue Presbyterian Church was the only one in the area that didn't have black mold.