Sometime later a sign was erected which confirmed our suspicions.   We sat on a bench opposite and watched the frantic preparations for a wedding.

Beneath the sign was a large arch to which 5 huge floral displays were attached.

Yards and yards of pink tulle were being draped around the bamboo followed by yards and yards of pink and white satin..  

Next time we passed they were still  swathing satin around poles to create a ceiling.  

Unbelievably the wedding ceremony was in progress. 

In typical Lao style it was taking place not behind closed doors but in the lobby of the guesthouse with the doors thrown wide open.

It was a wedding planners worst nightmare, but only Barbara and I seemed to be stressed out and worried it would not be ready by the time the ceremony ended.   And it wasn't

Tables were erected, set and decorated,  a water feature built, lighting installed and last but not least a monster sound system without which it is impossible to have any sort of gathering in Asia.  

The ceremony and the preparations continued the participants in each apparently oblivious of the other.