Jorge Briz Abularach - Foreign Minister

Foreign Minister

He was named Foreign Minister of Guatemala (January 7, 2004). He held the office until July 31, 2006. As foreign minister developed the formulations of policies and the application of the legal/juridical system related to the State of Guatemala with other States and persons or Juridical International Institutions.

Likewise, he participated in different forums and international activities, obtaining the distinction of different governments such as:

  • Condecoración "Orden de San Carlos en Grado de Gran Cruz". Government of Colombia (2004)
  • Condecoración "El Águila Azteca". Government of México (2004)
  • Orden en Honor al Mérito en el Grado de Gran Cruz. Government of Perú (2004)
  • Condecoración "La Gran Cruz al Mérito". Government of Chile (2004)
  • Condecoración "Orden de las Nubes Propicias con Gran Cordón" Government of China (Taiwán) (2005)
  • Orden de Río Branco en el Grado de Gran Cruz. Government of Brasil (2006)
  • Orden de Rubén Darío en el Grado de Gran Collar. Government of Nicaragua (2006)

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