This year we went to the annual Marine Corps Birthday Ball. It was better than last year, I must say. We have a new American ambassador who gave a very nice speech. Last year, several of Shawn's co-workers who went to the Ball as well. Those two couples have since moved back to the States, so we were on our own this year.
We ended up sharing a table with some very high-ranking Marines and Navy personnel. It made for an interesting dinner environment. There is something very fascinating about watching career military men talking with each other in a setting like this....especially as the night wears on when there is an open bar.
Speaking of an open bar--here is a message to send out to all people of all genders, races, ages and creeds (as well as each branch of the military): if you lose every shred of your dignity when you drink--do NOT drink (or at least only to the point that you still have a little bit of dignity left)! People got really crazy this year, crazier than I remember them being last year. And it was surprisingly mostly older people who were getting so freaky on the dance floor, not so much the young Marines. I think maybe they can still handle their liquor or something.
We ended up dancing for many hours and it was a blast. Afterwards we went to our hotel and had a kid-free night of sleep. We even slept in--sort of, if you consider 10 AM sleeping in.
Here's Shawn looking dapper at the Ball.
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