I saw a wedding! Well the procession of a wedding. I was sitting, eating breakfast, per usual when my host mom said, “come to the door! It’s a wedding.” I stood in my night clothes watching a group of people walking, a make shift parade. I didn’t realize until too late I should have been taking a video! Suddenly, in the midst of the crowd I saw her the bride, full veiled and in white walking amongst the crowd of people to the church. I asked who the people were. They’re her family and people of the community, standing and walking her to her soon to be husband. I couldn’t think of more beautiful sentiment. Still in my pajamas, I ran behind them to the the church and hid in the bald sneaking a few pictures. I was terribly underdressed and didn’t want to dishonor this moment with my tackiness so I quickly left. Hopefully another wedding happens in my two years here so I can record it as learn more about the cultural differences! If it does, I’ll know because the church is right beside my house. I’ll hear the Bridal Chorus!