Monday, November 5, 2012

UN Day

It is funny how things can work out. The other day Adam was having a conversation with one of his students about a upcoming project.

Adam: So are you feeling ready for our project? Do you have someone to interview yet?
Student: Yeah, I feel ready. I am actually pretty excited. I am going to interview someone that works with my mom
Adam: Oh yeah? Where does your mom work?
Student: At the United Nations
Adam: Wow! That is amazing!
Student: Hey, it is UN Day this week. Do you and your wife want to come to a party at the UN building here in Kuwait to celebrate?
Adam: Are you just trying to get a good grade?
Student: No
Adam: Does not matter anyways. We are in!

And that is how this evening we ended up at the newly constructed UN House here in Kuwait. We did not know what this event truly entailed. All the details that we had came from a 16 year old, and bless their souls, but they sometimes can be light when giving detailed explanations. All we knew was that we needed to dress up, and that some food would be served.

After getting severly lost trying to find this "house" we finally came across this amazing, newly constructed building. After layers of security checks we parked the car and made our grand entrance. If we had known that we would be walking a red carpet, we would have showered. But there we were, strolling down a red carpet, people taking our pictures, and us shaking hand with many people who must have been very important in some way or another.

We had suddenly been transported from our day to day lives into the crazy world of diplomats, Chinese military officers, and Kuwaiti Foreign Secretaries. We did our best to blend into the party and not make it too obvious that we were way out of our league. In the end we held it together no problem and even schumked it up with some of the fellow party goers. Oh the life we live.
"Look Heidi, we got an invitation! The UN emblem in on the cover".

"Hmmmmmm. The UN is having a party. I will believe it when I see it".

Seeing is believing




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