…and finally tomorrow, I will get to experience one of those priviledges. Membership in what, you may ask? In the Spouses of US Embassy Employees club. Mind you, this is not an official club. Or really even an unofficial club. If it were, I would envision its membership requirements being something like:
- an inability to remember the 8,534 acronyms that are the apparent sole means of communication among government workers
- a passion for superficial chats with innumerable govvie coworkers who you assume will probably have moved away to another embassy before you see them again, causing susbequent awkward conversations when you can’t remember their names
- a slightly-concerning level of desire for some of America’s finest products that are nowhere to be found in Mexico, i.e. real Saran Wrap, good Chinese take-out, and blueberry muffin mix with the wee can of real blueberries in the box.
Anyway, WHAT is said priviledge of belonging to this non-existent club?? A chance to see Obama tomorrow during his visit to Mexico City!!!!
That’s right; this girl has a ticket for the Visit of President Barack Obama tomorrow afternoon. I am somewhat nervous to write this gloating blog post in advance, for fear of jinxing things & causing it to be cancelled due to something like a flaming tacos al pastor stand collapsing onto his motorcade. However, since I rarely have such cause to gloat, I have decided to risk it anyway.
And here’s the proof!
Well, here’s half of the proof for the moment. With all you crazy photoshopping wizards out there, I felt a full ticket photo was unwise at this juncture. While I am not holding out great hope for getting any great pics tomorrow with me + the other 8 bazillion Embassy employees + families + pet dogs all trying to touch Obama’s hand in hopes of him healing our leprosy, I will do my best to get at least something that is blog-worthy.
In a perfect world, there would be a magical scenario in which I would be able to get my SECOND “I’m Taller than the President of the United States” photo. However, I will keep the hope alive until tomorrow afternoon.