I welcomed the idea of having a guest without any expectations — I knew that it would be a very good distraction from my boring routines. I also had a deep feeling of elation.

Before our guest got in touch with us, I had heard so many stories about him during the five years that I was married to his friend. Nonetheless, he was not the kind of person that stayed in my memory. I was very interested in knowing about him.

Whenever mutual friends told stories about him, he sounded like a snob. Everybody commented on his intense desire for a luxurious lifestyle. He was dating a supermodel then. He had a very high paying job — He lived an exotic lifestyle.

When I thought about him staying in our humble home, I also retracted the idea of hosting. I felt nervous. I feared that I was not financially ready to host a high-maintenance person. It was going to be his first time in a third world country. I hoped that he would have cold feet and cancel his trip. If he was going to show up, I wished that he would choose to stay in a hotel.

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