the coriolis effect

Annual Harvard Club of Chile dinner tonight. Fancy Schmancy, Hotel Carrera, Ministro de Hacienda (though he had to cancel at the last minute), and Felipe Larraín on indigenous populations in Chile (the system of votes destroys the equal representation of groups, or some such). I always look forward to events like this (good food, juice!) and in some occasions more than others go from feeling awkwardly out of place ("obvio"- it was mostly middle aged men) to wanting to leave because I´ve morphed into a socially illiterate galloping elephant. or an unglamorous squeaky mouse who hasn`t adjusted as well to Chile as the others. and all I have to show for it is the Bang and Olafsson catalogue. and an insane desire to change out of this dress, pour myself a tall glass of cranberry juice, and be with friends.
possibly villarrica tomorrow. yay!