Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Mail Run

Another sign that Embassy Baghdad is not like normal embassies is that the mail run between the Embassy and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs requires bullet-proof gear and a 3-car convoy. Today it was my turn to do the mail run.

I donned my flak jacket and helmet, got my instructions from the security agent in charge, and got into an armored suburban. Rule number one when travelling with a PSD (personal security detail) – never open or close a door, the PSD does that. This is a good thing because those doors are heavy!

It is a short drive to the check point and we barely drove into the red zone before we arrived at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. All three vehicles parked in front of the building and, remembering rule number one, I waited. A team of armed men got out of the other two vehicles, surrounded the vehicle I was in and did a quick survey of the environment before opening my door. Then they surrounded me as we walked into the building.

Once inside I took off my flak jacket and found my contact with whom I exchanged the mail (we have diplomatic notes for them, and they have diplomatic notes for us). While I was waiting, the Iraqi official started off by congratulating us on our new president and then going on a rant about President Bush. I have a feeling he was just testing me to see if he could get a reaction from me, but I kept my mouth shut.

This is the good part. After we exchanged the letters, he asked how someone would go about finding a marriageable American woman. I thought perhaps I didn’t hear him correctly, but then he said very plainly that he wanted an American wife. I said something vague like, “that’s not an easy thing to do,” disliking the turn the conversation had taken. Sure enough, he asked me for my business card. I didn’t have one with me. "Next time," he said. Sure.

I don't know if the PSD agents are trained in extracting unmarried female diplomats from unwanted marriage proposals.

8 comments:

Lee said...

you know Heather, you ain't gettin any younger

Lisa said...

Outstanding!
You coy little minx, playing hard to get. It just makes the chase more exciting...

Mom said...

So, was he handsome? Did he appear to have talents in the handy-man department, or in being a good provider for you and the kids?

Dad said...

Do I have to pay the other family involved, or do they pay me(prefer the latter)? How far in advance do we have to book a room for the reception?

Mom said...

What Dad really means is, "How many goats will we have to come up with?"

Lee said...

See Heather, we are all rooting for you and your love life!

Heather said...

It's nice to know I have such supportive friends and family. Ok, that's enough support.

Shaila said...

Heather - I'd say you're worth at least a camel or two for that. Don't sell yourself short ;-)