I know things have been quiet around here for a while, and we have our reasons for that. Sara and I have been together a while now, and people might think we’re crazy but it seems like the right time* to buy
fake ahem ‘un-truthful, sham or fictitious’ wedding rings to avoid unnecessary cultural misunderstandings and associated issues whilst traveling in certain countries. At time of purchase we were still planning on visiting India, which was the primary driver of this important life decision, as we’d been advised that it could be wise in order to avoid friction with the locals.
We dutifully trawled the silver markets in the Grand Bazaar looking for something not too blinged out (not easy, they loves the bling in Turkey), eventually settling on two simple silver bands.
Sara wasn’t able to find a good fit, so a silver-smith took her measurements, pulled out a trusty blow-torch, some pliers and other assorted smithing tools, and whipped one up on the spot for her in a just few minutes while we watched, which was pretty neat, and all for about €9.
As for Sara and I, we’ve never been happier!blog comments powered by Disqus