I left the United States yesterday. Just for an hour or so, though. I was in the United Nations headquarters, on international turf. After deciding to spend the rest of the day watching bowling on TV and staying out of the rain, I nipped out to get a coffee and found myself soaking wet. I figured that being wet was being wet, so I had a walk around. I had no plan, I just walked around. Came across this parade (Quicktime, 3.1mb) of loads of Scottish people. I kept walking and ended up outside the UN. Because of the weather there was no queue.
Bought a ticket for the tour and had a good look around. You get to see some of the fancy gifts given to the UN: some gold box thing from Malaysia, an ivory sculpture from China via four elephants, a big mosaic from Nancy Reagan. You get to see the Security Council place where top fiction writer Colin Powell once spoke.
And you see the General Assembly, too. Weird to think that I’ve now been in a room that Bush has been in. I wish I could say I got some sort of shiver, but I didn’t; all I got was a UN snowglobe.