Next came the metal detector and scanning machine, just like the procedures at the airport. I put my purse on the conveyor belt to be scanned and walked on through. No problems with me, but there was a problem with my purse. Seems I forgot about the Swiss Army knife that was in the bottom of my purse that I take with me everywhere. Nice job, Sam! So we take it out and they add it to my box of goodies that they're holding and I'm on my way.
The meeting went well, as you can imagine we were asked the standard quetions of "how do you like Ukraine, what are your projects about, etc." We will go back at the end of our assignment and present a summary of our projects so that the U.S. Embassy and USAID can continue to work with US companies (like IBM) in building better relations, business and diplomatic, with the companies and government here in Ukraine. I just need to remember to either take the knife out when I take out my camera or leave it at the hotel all together.
The interesting fact for the day came at dinner. There was a little red "bell" looking thing on our table and we couldn't work out what it was, so we pushed the button to see what would happen. The bell lights up for a second or two (which was cool in itself), but it actually sends a signal to the wait staff that our table needs assistance, a flashing table number lights up in their "wait" area. It was very cool, because as soon as we pushed it, over came our server who asked us what we needed. No shouting across the restaurant or trying to catch someone's attention, just quiet, discrete, immediate. We need these in the States.
Oh, and I had a bag of chips yesterday. When I went to the market for a little snack I saw the chips and was looking for plain or BBQ and one of the guys with me said "these are good, taste like bacon". So to coin a phrase in our house - everything tastes better with bacon, I grabbed a bag. It's not bacon, it's wasabi and BBQ. It took me two chips to figure it out and surprisingly it was quite tasty, but of course the farther into the bag you ate the more wasabi you got. Good thing I had a huge bottle of water with me. I'm going to have to figure out a way to bring a bag of these home for my brother, he would love them.
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