Unlike the Bill Murray film, we know our current monotony has an
ending. Otherwise it feels the same. Wake up and head for the
breakfast buffet downstairs. Hear the same song over the speakers at
the restaurant and in the elevator a hundred times a day; we liked
that song when we arrived. At least there are other families here with
us and we are in it together. All the other adopting parents are
really cool, so we are having fun. Most of them have played this game
before.
For breakfast, dad had dragon fruit and the boys slurped down many
tasty treats while mom took a few photos.
After breakfast, we went to Shamian Island for the medical evaluation.
Joshua needs glasses and Jacob has a wrist deformity. No news is good
news. Hague rules warranted shots for everyone, 3 shots each. Not a
ton of fun, really, but the boys were very brave. Back in two days to
check the PPD.
After the medical exam, we had lunch at the Thai place on the Island
where we had many delicious dishes. The McCormick's were nice enough
to share their chicken head with us. As you will see, it was delicious!
We shopped around the island and paid a visit to the White Swan where
we tried to feed the lions, against better judgment. We ate some ice
cream to try to beat the heat. We enjoyed the beautiful, old trees.
Mom and Susan Song had fun hanging out. We also noticed Ann wore her
Silver Dollar City Tee from lovely Branson, MO, a tribute to the
Neals. Now the boys are watching Mr. Bean and laughing hysterically.
Some things don't need translating. Like fart jokes; funny in any
language...
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