This title is literal but not figurative.  The wedding took place inside the cloistered walls of the Hotel Casa Santo Domingo.  Pictured here is the open-air chapel of Our Lady of the Rosary, which is where the ceremony was held around sunset.  Candles flickered everywhere and once again I had the feeling of ephemeral security.  The beautiful chapel is in what I would call “working ruin” condition, which is part of what made it so unique.  To me it served as a reminder that life is temporal, but faith in Jesus Christ is eternal.  My handsome husband was a groomsman in his cousin’s wedding, and I cannot help but biasedly confess I found myself so proud to be married to the eldest and most handsome man in the family.  I am sure my cousin-in-law from Spain would disagree, as would my new cousin-in-law from Guatemala.  But the commonality we all share is being fortunate enough to be in love and to be married to the one we love.  Austrian composer Franz Schubert once said, “Happy is the man who finds a true friend, and far happier is he who finds that true friend in his wife.”