When it comes to funerals, being Filipino-Chinese (full-blooded Chinese living in the Philippines) is quite interesting because I'm baffled by all the practices and no one really knows how one funeral is set up. For example, during my paternal grandfather's funeral, there was a Catholic mass followed by Buddhist funeral rites. Anyway, my uncle's funeral proved to be just as interesting.
For the most part, it was a very Catholic funeral, with a priest giving mass and funeral rites. However, being Chinese, my relatives were looking for warm bodies (and perhaps that's why Chinese families are big clans, because they need all the warm bodies they can get). Apparently, my uncle was born in the year of the Dragon (Chinese Zodiac) so they needed men born during the year of the Dog to not face the urn and to chew on grass (I kid you not on either part). Well me and my cousin were born in the year of the Dog so we were off facing the opposite direction of the urn and I practically held in my hand a leaf of grass. (Actually we're just not supposed to face it when it's moving so we were able to attend mass but we were pretty much blind when it came to transporting the ashes.) Of course not seeing the funeral procession, my cousin didn't know when it was time to chew on the grass so we never got to that part.
What I found strange, even by Chinese standards, is that there was a guy in a kilt and performing in bagpipes. After the funeral, I asked what the deal was, why did we suddenly get an Irish funeral hymn. Apparently it was part of the funeral package. It's just weird already with the melding of Catholic and Chinese rites. Throwing in the kilt and bagpipes made it surreal.