The heart of it all
What is a Ruracio?
Before the safari and the ocean comes the Ruracio — the Kikuyu ceremony at the heart of our marriage. Two families come together, ancestors are honoured, and both sides pledge to support one another for life.
From the groom's party singing (or at least dancing!) at the gate to the spirited, theatrical dowry negotiations, the day is led by our elders and blessed by Cũcũ — Louisa's grandmother, pronounced sho-sho. Expect games of disguise, plenty of laughter, and a proper feast among the cornfields.
This is the part of the week that matters most to us. If you can only make one leg of the trip, make it this one.
Below is the whole week, broken down part by part and day by day. For attire, head to What to Wear; for timings — including which mornings need an early alarm and which days are just for chilling — see Travel & Stay.

How we got here
We will probably always debate where we first met online, but in real life it was more than eight years ago, at The Hoxton in Shoreditch. We hit it off so quickly that Louisa's mum christened us the Mapachas — twins — after we worked out that in our first 1,000 days together, we had spent only three of them apart.
So it felt only right to gather our favourite people in Kenya, starting at Cũcũ's house in Bahati, surrounded by family.


