The bride's hen party started on a rooftop and ended with her on a danfo to Mile 12 in her veil

I was the designated driver, so I saw everything. 9pm: rooftop, sparklers, tears. 11pm: the bride announces she has never been on a danfo. 11:20pm: she is on one, with her veil, six bridesmaids and a man selling plantain chips. At Mile 12 she got off, bought pepper at a stall, and cried because the wedding is in nine days and she has never felt so free. I followed in the car with the hazards on.