... and then the Holy Water started boiling ...

In a display of true commitment and fake religious conviction, Tenis' fiancé got baptised into the Greek-Orthodox Church. He's German... or rather, he was until Saturday. Now, he's one of us. He had to do this in order for them to get married à la grec, which our family kind of insisted upon solely for maintaining tradition.

The ceremony was hilarious. He was asked to "renounce Satan" and most strangely, he had to turn his head, blow three little puffs of air followed by three spittles. This was his symbolic "bye-bye" to Lucifer.

Then, shockingly, the preist brought us to an enormous cauldron. I kid you not. I imagined they would throw a bucket of water at him or something, but no, he had to climb a ladder and was dunked three times. I had a very hard time keeping it together.

After the baptism, the priest said to me: "Now it's your turn for us to marry you". I just replied that I really don't think that will be happening.