On January 31, 2017, I attended the first Jewish wedding in Cambodian history.
The Cambodian construction workers across the street momentarily put down their nail guns, rested their welders, and leaned forward on their scaffold. We must have looked like quite the curiosity to them. There were nearly 80 of us seated on elegantly decorated chairs on the rooftop of the Chabad house in Phnom Penh. We were separated by gender, of course, the women wearing elegant sundresses and the men a motley arrangement of what passes for wedding attire in a tropical climate.
At that moment, all eyes were on the bride, resplendent in a simple elegant white dress. She had just made her way up the aisle, and was beginning to walk the traditional seven circles around the groom. Almost nobody at the wedding knew the bride or the groom personally, but it felt natural to be there to celebrate them.
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