10.04.08 Power to the people

I nursed something of a hangover today after an evening at Her Majesty’s pleasure, well at her representative’s anyway. As you would imagine, the ambassador’s residence is a fabulous place filled with fabulous people, who were there for our friends', Jennie and Tom, leaving party. Chaps with impeccable manners and white gloves circulated trays of delicious drinks and canapés – from Scotch eggs to ceviche (raw fish marinated in vinegar and lemon juice, much better than it sounds). Most remarkable were the power sockets, while Bolivia chances its devices and health to unpredictable, two-pronged receivers that sizzle, sparkle and spit flames of blue light, the ambassador uses our traditional, safe, sturdy, triumvirate—a power source that an empire was built on.