...And Then, Three Americans Crashed a Malaysian Wedding.
By jen gaines on Mon, 01/16/2012 - 00:45Upon meeting my host family (more on that later) I was promptly informed that we would be going to a wedding that day.
A wedding?!? Gah! I have nothing to wear!
Luckily, Susi, my host mother, came to the rescue. She lent Cari and I, another house-guest, two of her traditional gowns to wear.
The wedding we attended was a lavish affair, and the bride was actually Susi's cousin. Her father, a well known politician, greeted us at the door.




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