Around The World In 80 Waves

The grand finale of British Week was the British Ball, which was themed around our rock and pop music.

I manage to lay my hands on some suitable attire and do what I can to help get things ready in the marquee in the back garden of the residence, but am largely in the way of the explosive sniffer dogs and other brilliant staff.

As well as the tables, the roof of the marquee has also been decked out in a Union Jack, and it isn’t long before the guests start to arrive.

I am again sat on the VIP table and have great fun talking rugby, business and surfing with the Central American represenatative of the World Bank, and about my trip with the Ambassadors from Mexico, Holland, Japan and Belize. My limited Spanish means I dont have any real conversation with the government ministers in attendance, but everybody loves my ‘Point It’ picture book which I will be using throuout this trip whenever the local language is unfamiliar to me.

I am not really spoilt by a pile of Ferrero Rocher at the Ambassador’s party, but the food was exquisite and a huge retinue of white gloved waiters ensure that my glass never gets close to being empty.

There is a covers band playing British anthems but with a funky twist, which are awesome, a karaoke system on the patio and a DJ is spinning his decks until well after 3am. I am not sure what I was expecting but am again chuckling at the experience of the dance floor bouncing to the entire diplomatic community shaking their collective booties to House of Pain’s ‘Jump Around’ and LMFAO’s ‘Sexy and I Know It.’

Without doubt the most entertaining evening of the trip so far. I am dancing for about four hours and due to the difference in size am literally able to throw the Guatemalan ladies around the dance floor, which is so much fun. A simply fantastic night, which ends with myself and the Ambassador’s husband being the last there and having the lights turned out on us some time after 3am.

Neither of us is feeling too clever today though!