The reception at the Argentinian embassy went well last night. Or, let me rephrase that: it went as well as these events can go. Luckily the Ambassador of Bolivia, who is a good friend, was also part of the entourage so I had someone with whom I could chat in a corner (always my favorite spot in crowds of this magnitude). Otherwise I would have felt totally despondent.

Of note: we weren’t made to sing the national anthem. Which, considering I was almost expelled from school for refusing to sing it during dictatorship times, was a relief. Yeah, during those days I had my small (in retrospect totally irrelevant) acts of rebellion. I refused to pray and/ or sing the anthem. Didn’t make me very popular with authority figures. Or my parents, for that matter.

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