The next morning jet lag kicked in and I woke up early. I went down to breakfast and a few people were still trying their luck on the slots. Even though there are no clocks, they must have known it was morning, as the smell of bacon from the restaurant was filling the air. I had the full works – bacon, eggs and a breakfast muffin, which is basically a cake. No wonder obesity is a problem in the US if people are having cake for breakfast.
We drove around Vegas to see what it looks like without all the lights on. It’s not half as fancy-looking in the daytime. It’s like a Christmas tree – without the lights on, it’s just a tree in your lounge during the day. It was pretty quiet too. Vegas is all about the evening; the people are nocturnal. As well as casinos, there are lots of chapels in Vegas. Our first stop was the Little White Wedding Chapel, where they offer a drive thru wedding service.
The sign boasted that Michael Jordan and Joan Collins were married there. I didn’t even know they were an item. We pulled in to take a closer look. You have to drive under a hoarding painted with little naked cherubs. I’ve always found cherubs a bit sinister. The idea of winged babies flying around with no nappies on seems like an accident waiting to happen. There would be shit everywhere. If I saw a cherub flying about in real life it would terrify me, whereas a Cyclops, which is another mythical being, wouldn’t scare me at all, as it’s just a bloke with one eye. He’d be registered disabled and get a decent parking space in today’s world.
I like the idea of a drive thru wedding. Minimum fuss. I don’t know why this hasn’t made it over to the UK when most things from America do. In the main reception area a woman was tidying up a glass display cabinet. It was full of garters. What are garters, anyway? They featured a lot in Carry On films, and I know they are supposed to be sexy, but what are they actually for? I’ve always presumed they’re a sort of sweat band for a fat leg.
The woman who owns the place, Charolette, came into reception. She grabbed me, dragged me into the chapel and started walking me down the aisle. I told her that I wasn’t married and wasn’t planning on getting married, but if I was then the drive thru option would appeal to me. She explained how it came about.
CHAROLETTE: I saw so many people coming, and they were handicapped, and they had their little children with them, and the children would be crying, and it was hot, and they just wanted to hurry up and get married.
KARL: Do they use it often?
CHAROLETTE: No, it’s for anybody. Now everybody comes and I don’t see any handicap people.
I think it’s good how something that was designed for the disabled can be used by the able. I got told off by someone in a wheelchair once for using the toilet that was for them. The queue was massive for the loos and my guts were in a bad way, so I didn’t see the sense in not using an empty disabled cubicle when all the other toilets were busy. The bloke had a chair to sit in while he waited, so I don’t know what his problem was.
CHAROLETTE: I’m not married.
KARL: Why is that then?
CHAROLETTE: Well, because my husband went to heaven.
KARL: Oh, alright.
CHAROLETTE: He was the only man I wanted. When he left this earth, I wasn’t the same. But I knew that I never wanted anybody else and I never went out and looked for another man.
If Suzanne left me I don’t think I’d bother looking for someone else either. I would drive them up the wall always talking about Suzanne and how she used to do things a certain way. Charolette said it took around ten minutes to do a drive thru wedding. You wouldn’t even have to turn the engine off. You can wait for a Filet-O-Fish for longer than that at McDonald’s. Normal weddings can go on forever, and there’s so much talk and planning that go into them too. And I’ve no idea why people get engaged. Either get married or don’t. What’s the point of celebrating the idea of possibly getting married? It’s just another card you have to buy someone. So many things are dragged out these days, not just weddings. Even though we’re living longer I’m convinced we’re not actually doing more, we’re just waiting longer. It annoys me that when you buy a sofa these days, you have to wait six weeks for it to arrive. Why does it need to be made to order? They should have more than one in stock – make three, sell one, get another in. It’s not a kidney I’m looking for, it’s a sofa!
Charolette took me through the procedure as we stood by the drive thru hatch.
CHAROLETTE: We’re gathered here today at the Little White Chapel Drive Thru Wedding of Love. Karl, will you take Suzanne to be your wife, and will you promise to love her, and honour her, and respect her, and keep her all the days of your life?
KARL: Okay.
CHAROLETTE: And, Suzanne, will you take Karl for your husband?
KARL: Yeah.
CHAROLETTE: Will you promise to love him and honour him and respect him and keep him all the days of your life?
KARL: Yeah.
CHAROLETTE: Love is a choice. You have chosen this beautiful lady because you want to be with her. She’s on your mind, she’s in your ears, she’s in your eyes, she’s on your lips, and she’s in your heart. And she’s in your arms. She wants to be loved by you. And you want to be loved by her. It’s no accident that you met. It’s no accident that you’re together. God doesn’t make mistakes. God has a purpose for your life to be with her. Not to be angry with her, not to be upset with her, to love her, to understand her, to hold her if she ever has a temper or something . . .
KARL: Is this still the speech?
CHAROLETTE: Yes. Just hold her, and love her, and just tell her you want her. And the wedding ring . . .
KARL: Oh, you still do the ring?
CHAROLETTE: Oh yes. The wedding ring is a symbol of marriage, it’s a circle that is endless, to represent your endless love.
I find it odd that we’ve named a finger the ‘ring finger’. It just goes to show that we have too many fingers. I reckon we’d get by okay if we had lobster hands. People say it’s good to wear a wedding ring, as it reminds you of your partner, but you should remember them without that. The rapper Nelly went through a phase of wearing a plaster on his face, and people said it was supposed to be a reminder of his brother who was in prison. He stopped wearing it after a while, so either he invested in some Post-it notes or it fell off in the shower and he forgot all about his brother.
What I like about the drive thru wedding is it’s not about showing off. Take wedding bells: they only exist to show off. People who need to know you’re getting married will know about it, so why make a load of noise? It’s noise pollution, and there’s no need for it. I’ve never understood why people on Relocation, Relocation won’t buy a house near a main road cos they don’t like the sound of traffic, but think living near a church in a village is idyllic. Virtually every weekend in the summer those bells are gonna be ringing. If it was a car alarm people would complain.
Charolette gave me a quick tour of her selection of wedding dresses before we left. That’s another thing that puzzles me – why buy a wedding dress instead of hiring one? You won’t need it again, and it’ll just end up being shoved in the loft. I’m sure that’s why wedding dresses have got ridiculously big over the years – if it’s gonna be stuck up in the loft it may as well double up as insulation. I saw a wedding dress in the Guinness Book of Records where the train was 1.85 miles long! The bridesmaids could hardly say they were invited, as they were almost two miles away.