I'm learning every day.
recently (I have not been able to pinpoint when, but only recently), it refuses to non-Muslims to marry in Algeria. Point. Well, according to the Qur'an, a male can marry whomever he wants, but here are all Muslims and we must prove in order to pass the marriage. IF
me to convert (something that will not happen. Point. Anymore), we can investigate to confirm that I am sober and I do my prayers and that, well, I believe in Allah to sacrifice my point me an atheist. It looks that there are inspectors to confirm that circulate this kind of thing. Fun.
short, we made the visa application. Hopefully in a few weeks we will go to my hometown to make a small simple ceremony without any hassles and claims to the state that protects each and every Kafirouna Al.
It remains to find a dress that suits mamzelle and a place to bind us and a supplier of spare ribs (I'm going to gorge on meat pig on my arrival !!!!!!).
Oh, and Sam, trapped by a family realizes that it is judging by the neighbors, requires me to do the Fatiha in Montreal. The marriage ceremony among the Muslims is not very intuitive for a Westerner. Apparently, it has all the male guests (no hysterical women. Absolutely not. "Cost too much in Kleenex) and Imam tells the groom's obligations and rights. Then Father of the Bride transfer possession of the female to the new property owner (it's a bit like it was a party for buying a used car). The female must make its downstream thereafter remaining silent (in the words of the Prophet himself. 'Behold, the females are too modest to talk until they have their hymens. Subsequently, the pierced catch up).
My life was not complicated at this point six months ago. Well, fortunately Sat often reminds me why it's worth an unorthodox way: D
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