I would ride my moped on the turning lane of this highway 12 months a year to go to my family-owned catering hall where these lavish affairs would happen. So I saw human nature, people at their most nervous, brides, grooms, mother of the bride, father of the groom, like you saw people at their most intense.
Every day we hear about nations, different groups of people struggling to get along. Humanity seems unable to overcome its differences. But what can we learn from more unusual examples of strange bedfellows?