Relaxing in Hungary
In the piece Gimme Shelter in Travels with Willie I refer to a song sung at our wedding. While Kat and I were traveling in the Balkans, I kept my journal in letters to my brother. Somewhere in Romania, I believe, I wrote: “There’s a lady asleep in my little yellow tent that I love so very much.” My brother wrote a song from that letter and managed to keep it a surprise until our wedding ceremony. There wasn’t a dry eye in the house.
And I do mean house. We were married at our friends Bernard and Susan’s house in Seattle. The wedding invitation announced, “a wine and desert party interrupted by nuptials.”
I now sing this song to Kat every year on our anniversary (not as well as my brother, but with feeling). Considering the alternative wedding gift options (cheese domes, silverware, wine glasses, etc.) I can’t think of a better gift.
