If you had to hold your wedding at the place where you and your partner first met in person, where would the ceremony be?

We met at the Cordon Bleu in Paris. A wedding there could have been fun, but the school has moved and it looks like the address is now a hotel.

Work. Not a cool place for a wedding.

Well, my Ex and I met while I was hitchhiking so it would have had to be by the side of a road.

The outer office of the headmaster’s office in a Pre-K thru 9 school in Manhattan. We could have squeezed in 8 people.

My old apartment was where we first laid eyes on each other. However, I would prefer the scene of our date that day, which was the Cleveland Zoo.

I have friends who had their wedding reception there. It was fun!

One ex and I would have been wed in the bathroom of my house. I was in the bathroom taking care of business at a party. I opened the door, her friend pushed her in and shut the door. So we went with it. That’s the only interesting one I have.

Good heavens! I thought mine was weird! We met in the lobby of our bank. Funny place for a wedding, but better than a bathroom!

@Here2_4 Hey when you look like me, you take it where you can get it.:)

We first met at a crosswalk. We had just got off the bus, missed the shuttle to campus, and were waiting in the rain for the light to change. Not the most romantic setting—a bit too urban for me. Though, to be honest, I can’t imagine holding a wedding ceremony anywhere.

@muppetish Here you go!

At Bud’s Mower and Saw, in Haysville, Kansas.

I met my husband in study hall (aka “the cafeteria”) of our high school when he asked me to assist with Latin translations. Not exactly the ideal location for a wedding ceremony, but with enough of the crowd in togas, it might be fun!

The place would be nice for a small wedding because it was a flat with large rooms. It was my flat, and almost without my noticing it, the place had been converted into a sort of salon in the evenings for poker, scrabble and jigsaw puzzles. The really odd story as to how this came about is a dissertation by itself, but suffice to say, the wife put an end to it. I first laid eyes on my wife, when a guy I knew (a genuine character) brought her by my place to show off. The guy had this habit of renting a limousine, then inviting you to ride with him on a “night of adventure”. And this invitation wasn’t restricted to women and had nothing to do with romance. The problem was that if you accepted the invitation, you wound up trapped in a car with an inebriated border line lunatic, and your eventual escape might well strand you 40 miles from home. So the mantra for all who knew him was “Never get in the limo”. Anyway, “Falstaff” shows up with this lovely and sensible looking woman in tow. He abandons her after introductions and steams straight toward the liquor. I ask “Did you 2 come here in a limo?”. She replies “No, we took a cab. It’s our first date.” To which I respond with the cryptic “never get in the limo.” Less than a month later, another extroverted eccentric breezes through the door followed by the same sensible looking woman. This one doesn’t bother with any courtesies but true to form heads for the booze. The woman quips “you know some very peculiar people”. My answer: “yes, but you’ll never catch me dating any of them.” The next time the sensible looking woman showed up at my place she was by herself.

We met for lunch at Panera Bread after a couple of months of flirting on the web. Not a good wedding location. Our first real date was at the local aquarium. That would work. We found out we lived in the same apartment complex. We had seen each other in passing multiple times and did not even realize it. She even lived in the apartment above mine for a short while. I still accuse her of stalking me.

Airport shuttle.

Nothing like getting married next to a bunch of college students and their bags of dirty laundry that they’re dragging home. :P

WAs a bar now it’s a church (shocker) so guess it would be pretty normal lol

First first met? On BART.
Second time first met? A bowling alley bar.
Third time first met? A friends house. We started daring after that.

In that case, our wedding would be in the windowless break room at a mall department store.

My first wedding would have been in the small, reception room at the college dorm I lived in freshman year. Big enough for 15, maybe.

The Memorial Student Center (MSC) at Texas A&M University., Rooms N & O. Might be tough, it was designed to hold thirty people and over a hundred showed up.Not for a wedding, for a club meeting she had organized

A second floor apartment in a home in the city of Peoria, IL (not the best neighborhood). ew

At an international airport.

In a hospital room. I don’t think I’d have cared to have it there haha

@anniereborn That does not sound like the beginnings of a fairy tale romance.
Gail helped me catch me erroneous spelling.

In front of Kerckhoff hall at UCLA. Wouldn’t be too bad if school wasn’t in session.

@Adirondackwannabe Ha! Well, I wouldn’t call it a fairy tale romance, no. However, we had been online dating for a good six months before we met in person. (we were a 7 hour drive away from each other). He was having a operation done and I decided to drive out and surprise him. It was a very strange beginning to be sure. But, it’s been 10 years together now and I wouldn’t want to be with anyone else.

@anniereborn Laughs, I guess not. Hospitals don’t always add to a patient’s dignity. He must be a really good catch.

@Adirondackwannabe That he is :)

I met Mr Stinley at Oxford train station. We were going on an organised bike ride. IT might be a bit public and commuters might be annoyed but I do love the railway station architecture.

In an old boss’ kitchen!

At The Flying Saucer beer bar in Charlotte NC.

The mall of our university. Quite a beautiful site with a canopy of mature trees with ivy covered brick buildings.

As it turns out, we were married at the place we met. Chicago House, 607 Trinity, Austin TX. At the time it was more of a coffee house than the Craft Beer pub it seems to be now.