Diplomatic
Hazards: Somewhere Asia.
By
LB Labuschagne
Meintjeskop
Ditaba No II /1998
While in Beijing, the wife of a
Scandinavian Ambassador related the following story to my wife concerning an
official visit her husband made in the region.
The Ambassador, a dignified, very correct
and status conscious gentleman, and his Third Secretary embarked on a visit.
Their troubles started when seats they booked had been allocated elsewhere and
they had to travel in the back of the plane. On landing they found that, while
they arrived, their luggage had not. On getting into the rather small taxi the
Ambassador's pants split. This necessitated entering the hotel in tandem, with
the Third Secretary occupying a close strategic position behind his Ambassador
which elicited rather curious looks from the local populace.
The hotel, not being blessed with a
constellation of stars, did not have the usual sewing kit in the bathroom nor
such other toiletries as razors or toothbrushes.
Enquiries were made and after some time a
cheerful lady who spoke neither English nor any known Scandinavian language,
appeared and disappeared with the trousers, leaving our hapless diplomat
stranded for a few hours necessitating the cancellation of an appointment or
two.
On entering the dining room for his evening
meal it was discovered that the only other Westerners (a generic term used for
Non Asians) present were another Ambassador from Beijing and his wife Now,
normally a friendly face when one is far from home is most welcome, however,
every diplomatic corps has its local bores.
Pleasant people but whose scintillating
conversation usually runs out after five minutes.
There they were beaming in delight at the
sight of a friendly face. They happily informed our luckless diplomat that they
would be in the same hotel for the next three days and insisted on sharing a
table for every meal.
By the third day the luggage had still not
arrived and our Nordic pair were looking decidedly ragged around the jowls,
sporting Don Johnson type of beards but without the same aesthetic effect. On a
final note it can be mentioned that the particular city was rather known for
the presence of large birds of the Raptor species. To finish off the trip one
of these decided to evacuate the contents of its stomach when our two heroes
were walking in the street. A possibly misguided but totally accurate exercise
took place. Fortunately for our intrepid Ambassador's sake, the Third
Secretary's shoulder, which had been leaned upon rather considerably during the
visit, played its last role and shouldered the final burden.
On returning home the Ambassador commented
to his wife that he never knew that a bird's stomach could contain so much.
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