-Hmmm... French Women-

August 28-
So we manny for ten days in what was my opinion a mansion... recommended for anyone thinking of marriage, do an intern nannying.
George and I joke about marriage here wondering who's going to get married to a French woman first? Today we drive through Granville which is actually known across France as producing the most beautiful women.. but we see no one. We're driving through this town and we make a wrong turn and accidentally pull in front of a red convertible. Riding in the convertible is a bride and who appears to be her dad driving. The car is (was before we pulled ahead) leading the wedding party of this wedding procession. Woops.. we escorted the bridal party for a good few minutes not being able to shake them.. apparently we were making all the right turns! Yeah, a lot of awkward and confusing looks from the French watching a van full of 'tourists' lead a wedding procession.

About an hour later we're at this somewhat secluded beach, definitely not a touristy place. The kids are doing their thing while us three adults are just chatting and messing around.. Then another wedding party cruises to this same beach honking their horns making all sorts of noise. They had come for their wedding shoot. What are the odds of this? 

I was amused by much of this yet didn't think deeper.. Until George speaks out-' see, see! Two weddings back to back, you need to be sensitive to this stuff Gabe!' Now that I recall, in Granville just five minutes before escorting the bride, George asks me if I'm looking for beautiful women, I jokingly respond, "I walk in the Spirit bro, not in the flesh." Then God drew two episodes of either beautiful women or marriage back to back. As I write this story on my iTouch, we just passed a third wedding procession. Ok ok, now I wonder who's getting married first!