Destined for...a French experience...

I'm fairly certain that I'm destined to visit France. The universe keeps bringing lovely French people and experiences my way. Case in point:

• On a recent yoga/cooking retreat, I made not one, but TWO new friends who have ties to France. The first, a delightful woman in my spice class is originally born in France, and still maintains a residence there that she visits yearly. The second, a friendly pilot whose breakfast table I crashed (so I could avoid the dreaded silent breakfast) is a pilot who lives....wait for it...in France!
• My sexy partner in crime and I just discovered a DELICIOUS French bakery which opened in our area less than 5 miles from my home. Coincidence? My rumbly tumbly thinks not...
• Today while making various calls as part of my work duties, I was routed not once, but twice, to the native French line the companies had set up. (I swear I did not press any buttons like "For French, press 2...")

They say the universe brings you that which you ask for. Well universe, I'm asking ... with smiles....