And so, as I continue digging out from my work backlog, Decy and I are invited to have dinner with the Indonesia Ambassador.  Now, meeting high level government officials, especially foreign diplomats is really not my style .... but, it is something I had to do.

Here in Angola, they do not have an Indonesian Embassy.  Those types of actvities are handled from the country of Namibia (due south of here).  Seems the Ambassador wanted to see how Angola was evolving/improving and wanted to meet some of the Indonesians that were here .... and we were selected to help represent the community.

Obviously (at least to Decy) my work clothes would not be appropriate for meeting such a high level official.  And so, she brought me a nice Batik shirt, which I promptly changed into in the kilo on the way to dinner. Decy was wearing traditional Indonesian clothes .... I will try to post a pic tonight.

Dinner was pretty straight forward, conversation was interesting as it was 80% in Bahasa Indonesian (Language) and I only have about 5% comprehension.  However, on a number of occassions the Ambassador spoke with me (most of the time in English) ... a very pleasant gentlemen.

Food was mixed cultures, some empanadas (fried appetizers), yellow rice, Chix Rica-Rica (Decy's spicy chix), and a french roll with a sweet sauce.  I was particularly fond of the Chix R2 .... and so was the Ambassador.  In fact, he advised I was a lucky man for marrying such a good cook .... he he he .... don't I know