No, Martesë is not some country you’ve failed to hear about your entire life (though apparently there is some village in Italy by the name). Instead, it means wedding or marriage in Albania and considering that my life has once again come to revolving around work, research, and this lovely MCAT addition, it’s the most cultural immersion I’ve got.
…But unfortunately, there wasn’t much of our cultural put into the wedding. But there *was* at least the valle (think of the Arab dabke and you’ve got the idea) and baklava. Who can complain about baklava? 😉
And here I am, in the mirror before the wedding. Just because, you know, I haven’t posted a photo in awhile and I’m trying to procrastinate studying for a minute, ;).