A Polish wedding

Continuing on from the previous episode… https://ramblingminaah.home.blog/2019/03/27/auschwitz/

Straight from Auschwitz, we drove two hours away to the quaint Polish town of Nowy Sacz (I have been pronouncing this as ‘Norway Sacks’… Polish is such a tough language) to attend a wedding! It was my friends work mate so I was just tagging along.

So because this was a small and personal wedding i’m not to sure how much I am going to show but I shall do my best! And what better way to do it, then in bullet points!

Disclaimer: Before I begin I think it’s important to note that we were told this was not a complete traditional Polish wedding but still had elements of it there.


  • The Church was like many of the churches we had driven past on the way. Very modern like Roman Catholic churches.
  • Everyone was dressed in very glamorous formal attire which took me by complete surprise. I was in a dress and sneakers. Insert feelings of discomfort, anxiety and language barrier is not helping me appear friendly at all.
  • I don’t think the Priest was speaking Latin? Aren’t all Catholic priests meant to speak Latin?
  • The Bride and Groom walked down the isle together.



  • When we arrived, we were all gathered around outside the venue, while we waited for the Bride and Groom to arrive.
  • There was no photo session after the Church service. It was straight from the church to the reception.
  • In fact nobody was really interested in taking photos. All everyone was interested in was partying and drinking. As my friend was the photographer and I the assistant. It was very hard to even get a photo. They just wanted to start drinking already. Nothing else mattered.
  • Once the Bride and Groom arrived, they were given shots. And with their arms intertwined they takea shot. They then smash the shot glasses on the floor, the groom then picks up his new wife and carries her into the venue. A fancy dustpan is used to clean up the broken glass.


  • The interior and wedding decor is the most luxurious, stunning decoration i’ve ever seen. I felt like I was in the Disney cartoon ‘Anastasia.’
  • What was even more shocking, I found my name seated right at the head table next to the Bride and Groom. I felt so incredibly honoured and shocked that I would be placed at the head table. In Polynesian, and I do believe Western weddings, this place at the table is only for those in high-places in our community or the head of the bridal party. We asked the family members why we were placed on the top table and they told us that we are their honoured guests. So my friend and I made a pact to eat, drink and dance the night away with everyone.

Food time

  • This was fine dining. 3 forks, 3 knives, multiple spoons and all sorts of glasses.
  • Fun fact about me. I am a typical ‘fresh off the boat’ island girl when it comes to eating. Prior to this, I could not eat with a knife and fork, however when we were in the UK my friend taught me how to do it properly. Boy was I glad when I saw this setup.
  • So with my friend telling me to ‘work from the outside in’ it was time to eat!
  • The food started coming out, then it came out again and again and again. We soon started to realise that we needed to pace ourself.
  • The waiters would serve you food. Tables are full of vodka and alcohol. Everyone takes a shot, kids and teens take a soft drink shot. Then waiter will come out and serve you a different dish. You take another shot. Repeat process. Not to mention there is a buffet on the side also packed with food and desert.

Traditional things

  • So with the waiters constantly bringing out plates of food. And then taking copious amounts of shots (I snuck water in mine most of the time as the night was still early and I am a bit of a light weight). Everyone would then stand up and join in on singing traditional Polish songs.
  • There were no typical speeches.
  • After introduction hello’s, it was straight to eating – drinking – singing.
  • Then after about 4 dishes in the lights went out and out came the Dj.
  • Everyone, young and old dances all the food and alcohol away.
  • Lights come on, waiters come out, you go back to your table to eat and drink some more.
  • Repeat process until midnight.
  • Once it hits midnight, when everyone is well and truly plastered. Then we start the speeches and bride and groom dance.
  • More traditional singing, with more shots.
  • Buffet table still packed with food.
  • You must keep eating and drinking in celebration until 4am. Only then are you excused.


To be honest I only lasted till 2am. Because the venue was also at a hotel, all of the bride and grooms family and us were staying there. So we tried sneaking off to go sleep as we had an early morning ahead of us before our flight. However we were noticed and after much back and forth and pleading, we went to bed.

I loved every minute of this wedding! I loved the traditional side of it, and I loved that the speeches were done after everyone was drunk! Somehow in the future, I would love to implement this into my wedding. Every moment felt surreal and I kept having to pinch myself. The whole night was so much fun, the language barrier was not a problem and I will never forget how welcome I felt.

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