The week of our wedding was jam packed and full of friends, family, love, and good times. Though we were busy prepping for the wedding, a house full of British people on January 25th called for a proper Burns Night celebration.
For you other non-british folk, burns night celebrates the life and poetry of Scotland’s national bard, Robert Burns.
Our night included an imported haggis, which I can’t say I recommend (sorry family), lots of scotch, a drunken poetry reading, a bonfire, and even a naked lap around our house.
Wandering Wild 