AMSTERDAM — When friends heard where my stepson and his fiancee were planning to tie the knot, the inevitable response was: "Cool. Is she Dutch?"
In fact, neither of these two adventurous young people possesses even one strand of Low Country DNA. They just like Amsterdam, a city they discovered a year earlier when looking for a place to spend her birthday. Both had traveled so extensively -- my stepson, starting when he was born in Hong Kong -- that it was hard to find somewhere that neither one had visited.
Six years after meeting on the island of Nantucket, they were crazy in love with each other. In the capital city of the Netherlands, they found a place they could both feel passionate about.
They adored the canals, the museums, the pancake and waffle stands, the medieval architecture and the modern design. They reveled in the restaurants -- tiny corner establishments with glorious soups and hearty breads, and modern, glassy spots like De Kas that specialize in modern, sassy food.
Both are fiendishly chic, with wardrobes that could clothe small (but incredibly fashionable) armies. So the Dutch sense of flair -- a quirky elegance without the attitude of most European style capitals -- appealed to them too. They were mad for the balloon-tire bicycles that keep Holland at a sane and sensible pace, almost like the whole country moves in perpetual slow-mo.
In a typical American family of three mothers, one father, a maternal-unit boyfriend on the groom's side and assorted siblings from assorted marriages, they presented their European wedding plans as a fait accompli. Neither bride nor groom wanted the big, showboat ceremony they thought would unfold on native soil. Along with an unusual location, they chose a novel wedding date, Thanksgiving Day.
Well, Holland? Thanksgiving? There was a sweet symmetry at work here. After all, the Pilgrims did set sail from Holland on the first leg of a voyage that would bring them to the land now known as Massachusetts. Now here we were, wedding pilgrims, reversing the trek as we flew out of Boston's Logan International Airport last November.
In opting for a destination wedding, this couple joined a huge and growing trend. Jennifer Stein, publisher and editor in chief of Destination I Do magazine, said 85% of engaged couples now consider a vacation location; nearly 20% follow through.
Stein, who had her own destination ceremony in 2005, said getaway weddings are especially popular among young professionals who have moved away from home and made their own lives. The last thing they want, she said, is rubber chicken in a banquet hall with 250 of Mom and Dad's closest co-workers, golf partners and church buddies.
Not incidentally, a faraway wedding helps limit the guest list. Random friends and relatives are less likely to show up for cake and Champagne if it means spending $1,000 or more on airfare and hotels.
Certainly this was the case in our family. Like many their age and of their professional cohort, our bride and groom move in a pack made up of friends from childhood, college and their work lives. About two dozen of these hip, successful young people thought nothing of hopping to Holland for a long holiday weekend. Family members accounted for an additional 20 or so guests. Longtime friends of the numerous parents filled out a roster of around 60.
Wedding plans began the minute the engagement ring came out of its box. The future bride's mother accompanied the pair to Amsterdam to lock down settings including the 17th century West Indisch Huis, a splendid mansion where the ceremony and reception would be held. They booked a block of rooms at the Dylan, a max-luxe boutique hotel along the Keizersgracht canal in another 17th century building. Rooms at the Dylan start at around $444 per night.
For the overflow crowd, they recommended the Hotel Vondel, a chic haunt bordering one of the city's most beautiful parks. This is where my son and I booked; it's walking distance to everything, and a comparative bargain at a pre-negotiated price of $216 per night. The Vondel occupies six contiguous town houses built early in the 20th century and lies about half a mile from the Van Gogh Museum.
They also secured rooms at the more modest Hotel NH City Centre, where rooms were priced at around $150 per night. My German sister-in-law trumped us all by reserving at a hostel called the Stayokay Amsterdam Vondelpark, one block from the Hotel Vondel; spare but clean rooms large enough for three were just $27.
While they were lining up caterers, a florist and a photographer, the bride and groom also had to find canal transportation for 60 guests. They contracted with a wedding planner. And to their credit, our couple e-mailed weekly bulletins to guests about what documents we might need, as well as sights we would want to see.