My wedding was held at an old 19th century mansion that was converted into a catering hall that overlooks the Hudson river. The ceremony was outside on the patio. The whole place is up on more or less a cliff overlooking the river. During the ceremony when it came time for the rings, my best man pulled th box out of his pocket, opened it and out popped my ring. all you could hear was the 'ting', 'ting','ting' of the ring as it bounced and rolled toward the edge of the patio. My best man quickly scrambled to grab it before it went over the edge and tried to make its way to the river.
Another story to go along with the location is that there are train tracks (commuter train) running along the Hudson river in this area. When we chose the place we didn't give it a second thought, but on a Friday evening in the summer, there were trains running every few minutes bringing people home from work. Because of this evry few minutes the sound of a train rolling buy can be heard during the cermony.
Since my descriptive writing skills can sometimes leave something to be desired, here are two pictures to give you a better idea. I don't know who the people are. I pulled the pics off the place's website.