Flight number seven

Pastel sunset

We worked our seventh evacuation flight on Tuesday, sending 113 U.S. citizens back to the United States. Like last time, we did it with just a handful of embassy workers, mostly due to mitigating the risk of contracting COVID-19, but also because we have just become more efficient. It was a long day, but things went smoothly.

We are watching the surreal events surrounding the death of a black American, George Floyd, from afar. It’s difficult to picture the big demonstrations in DC and elsewhere, use of force against peaceful protestors, and the fortification of the People’s House. We had a small group of peaceful protestors here on Friday in front of the embassy expressing solidarity with black Americans. I hope we all come out of this as better people.

John and I sat outside on the balcony a few nights this week, enjoying cooler breezes and pretty sunsets. We finished season three of (confusing) “Westworld” and watched a few (easy-to-understand) “Madame Secretary” episodes. I spent some time in the kitchen yesterday (get a camera) where I smoked up the room so much  from trying to cook a hamburger patty that I didn’t even smell the eggplant burning even though I left it in the oven for about three hours!

Yesterday I had a short video chat with Cousin David (happy birthday!), and a long chat with Ann, Muffy, and Jackie where we attempted to solve the world’s problems and debate possible Biden VP picks – I’m not sure we were successful, but we had a lot of fun trying!

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