Kurdish mission reception

One of Fred's friends from his War College seminar invited us to go to a reception tonight at the Kurdish Mission. The house and the food were both amazing, and it was great to see Liz again:



It was so HOT though, and I made a terrible mistake in wearing my hair down. A woman standing nearby overheard me complaining and generously offered me a tiny clip from her own hair. It was just big enough to get my locks off my neck:



Headed home on the metro, hot and tired but happy: