Every May, on a sunny Saturday from 10am to 4pm, the EU Embassies in DC put together an open house event, replete with individual programs at each respective embassy, and shuttle service between the many embassies throughout the NW part of the city. (For more info, here is the program.)
The last few years we've thought of going but ended up not doing so. This year we did. After Emily came home from teaching ballet, we had lunch and then headed out. It turned out to be fun, but so packed with people that we only went to one embassy: Danmark. It is a part of Emily's heritage (and now Klara's), and is a favorite country of Marshall's -- for a few reasons, not the least that its been notably courageous and serious about standing against the effort to silence free speech and other aspects of Islamization. And he likes/admires many Danes, and enjoyed Copenhagen during his visit.
[Interestingly, the EU country on the DC tour with the embassy closest to Denmark's is the UK, which is arguably the farthest on the other side of the above-mentioned spectrum.] We walked by the UK embassy, which had a cover band rocking away outside in the front of its spacious ground. It was too crowded, so we headed up to Danmark's embassy, tucked up at the end of a long street lined by bamboo and other trees, and old DC homes.]
We spent time at the Danish embassy talking with the senior defense attache (seen in photo) and a young political affairs officer. The defense attache was a kindly man with a firm handshake, who looked you in the eye. When I took the photo he asked, half-jokingly, whether it was going to end up on Facebook. "No," I said, "but it will be on a blog for family and friends." After eating a few Danish pastries and gulping little cups of water, we headed out, walking through winding streets until we reached Woodley Park.
After a nice very early-evening dinner at an Indian restaurant (we started outside in the sunshine, but it was too windy to remain). Here's Klara dipping her naan into a soup. She liked the tikka chicken and the pakoras, but not the masala or the samosas. With dinner done, we metro'd back to our car, and on to the house.
HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY to our mom's. We love you, and miss you.
4 comments:
It looks and sounds like a fun day and an interesting adventure. Would love to have been with you.
Love & Happy Mother's Day to you, Emily.
Praise the Lord for His Blessings of family!
g.a.
More importantly.....Did you get a number?
I kid, I kid.
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