Vahe took us out to an Armenian Independence Day function organised by the Homenetmen Club.
There was an Armenian band and the music was loud. Vahe, Haig and myself were deep in the process of demolishing a bottle of whiskey when Vahe leans over an whispers in my ear “You are the person I love the most,” I thought this was a bit strange so I decided to give him a kiss on the cheek. Vahe looks at me very strangely and says “Is this usual in Australia?” I said, “Is it usual in Jordan to tell another man you love him the most?” Vehe said “No I was translating the song for you.” I was heartbroken.
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