After dinner, we returned to our room to partake in that unusual tradition of eating some of our wedding cake. As I mentioned on an earlier photo album page, Mom had Chris bring the cake all the way to Australia for this express purpose. You can see here, that the cake was in pretty bad shape as a result of all the travel and the many seasons it had seen since our wedding day, exactly one year ago. But we were determined to follow-through, especially since Mom and Chris had gone to all the trouble of getting the cake to us for our first anniversary.

Mike used a cork-screw/pocket knife to cut a (very small) piece of the mutated cake for the two of us to share. He served it on the paper placemats that Mom B. had sent in honor of our first (hence, "paper") anniversary.

I won't go into details, but it's a good thing we didn't eat any more of the cake than a small mouthful! It wasn't that it tasted repugnant (although it didn't taste "right"), it was the after effects on our gastrointestinal system revealed the following morning! Hope this isn't an indication of the freshness of our marriage in the years to come!?

Note: The froggie will take you to some photos of us on the ski-slopes at Falls Creek.