Day Three - The Embassy

There's a lot to say about the embassy but I'm not sure how much is that interesting. I'm sleepy so I'm going to rush this one, but I'll probably come back to it later. Also, I'm not really sure how much I should say lest I become a national security risk.

Simply, three things:

1. Every single person in the Embassy was exceedingly nice. Ridiculously so. I was bought a coffee, accompanied (in the friendly way) to look for a particular type of bus pass, and shown around with the carefreeness of a daycare, not a bastion of American political might.
2. I shook hands with Miss America. She just happened to be in Spain, and happened to come by the embassy, and did a little meet-and-greet with the Ambassador (whom I also met (because I got to walk through the Embassy's [censored] with him))
3. Next Tuesday, Ukraine is celebrating its national independence day. They sent out invitations to all the important people in Madrid to attend a celebration at the Ukrainian embassy, including the American Ambassador. However, the Ambassador cannot make it; neither can the other American political officers. So they're sending me, alone, to be the US government's representative at this celebration. I still don't quite know what to think about this.