On a side note, the wedding yesterday was a wonderful illustration of the marriage of cultures. The bride was Korean–Canadian, the groom was Mexican. The guests were Mexican, Indian, Caucasian (me!). I love seeing a human relationship trump all cultural norms. Something intensely gratifying about it.

As an aside, it is amazing how comfortable I have become being in a room where I don’t understand anything that is happening. It is almost like I expect it to be that way and am dissapointed when I do understand something.

Ignorance is bliss. Love is lovely.