Passports, Typhoon,and Reagan

The end of July brought some friends from Tennessee to see us and that meant my brother, Reagan, came too.  It was so great to see him and spend some time hanging out in the hotel room every night.  We had a very sweaty week teaching English to 150 kids in a house, but it was a fun group of people to do it with!

The night before the group was to leave we received a phone call from a friend asking if we had seen the weather about Typhoon Vicente in Hong Kong. No, but we were all boarding planes in the morning heading to Hong Kong border cities.  Apparently the storm was beginning to hit those cities.  Our family got up the next morning and headed to the airport at 4am, hoping our flight wouldn't be delayed or cancelled. It wasn't, but we did have the ride of our life as the plane landed. Sadly, Reagan's team was delayed several hours, as they were on a different flight.  It made for an exciting beginning of the day.

Our next stop was the US Consulate.  I would like to say that at this stop it was very nice to be an American.  It was pouring rain and there was a HUGE, LONG, line. Once we arrived they ushered us past the line and right in to the office because we were passport holding Americans. YES!!   It seems the time has come for our kids to get new passports as theirs expire in a few months.  One of the things you have to do in getting new children's passports is present the old one and show facial changes over the last 5 years.  This was rather interesting and like watching time pass in front of your eyes.  I had printed a paper for each child showing them each year, and it was really amazing how much they had changed in the last 5 years.  And there it was, in proof, right in front of me, my kids had grown up. *Side note, it is a lot easier and faster to get a passport overseas then in America.

After lunch with great friends heading back to America for a few months, we headed to Hong Kong to meet up with Reagan's group again.  Due to the typhoon and following rain, it was a wet few days.  We decided to take a trip on the cable cars across to the largest sitting Buddha and for lunch and shopping.  I don't really care for being suspended for 25 minutes in a cable car crossing mountains and such, but this is my 3rd time to do it.  The view is always worth it, and I enjoy it on the way back much more than going.  However, driving wind a rain were a factor.

 In the words of my niece, Ainsley, "I really didn't love it," and neither did Hudson. But we got some cool pictures. 

 The view in front of us....flying into the abyss.

Looking down at the trees below us.

 Safely on land again!!

 Hudson, enjoying the bathroom signs, letting you know inside is a squatty, not a toilet seat.

 On the way back I was feeling better about the ride as it had cleared up and the rain had almost stopped. I sure do love this guy!

We were so happy and blessed  to have a chance to spend some quality time with Reagan.  Thanks, Brother,  for spending the extra days with us!! 

Odd thoughts

After living here for 4+ years, I am realizing some of the ways we are different from what we might have been if we had spent the last 4 years in America.  Being an expat (someone living outside their home country) has some strange benefits and some interesting consequences. I thought today I would share a few I have noticed or overheard lately.  Some of you that read this and are also expats feel free to share yours in the comments!

• Hannah told me that recently while at camp with other expat kids, some of her friends were talking about having their own home someday.  Hannah said, "Sometimes I think of all the products that I will always have stocked in my kitchen, you know, the ones you can't find here."  Her friends piped up and said, "Me too!!" Then they began a list of things they would have because you can't get them here in this country.   You know, things like cheese, junk food, chips, marshmallows, Dr. Pepper, chocolate, cookie dough, strawberries, graham crackers....

• This weekend Hudson told me he had dreamed that we saw our friends, the K Family, in America. Then he said, "Isn't it interesting that we have never lived in America at the same time as the K Fam?"  To which Hannah replied, "Sure we did, we all lived in America before we moved here."   This conversation caused me to think about all the wonderful friends we have here and how they are close like family.....but would it be wierd if we were all in America together?

• I am pretty sure I will always struggle filling a glass with tap water then drinking it!

• The modes of transportation that we have become accustomed to, from overnight train, to overnight bus, to hard seat, soft seat, to 3-wheel cart is lost on most people.  I was telling someone recently about our trip to camp and how when we came home we rode a bus 8 hours through the mountains, then caught an overnight train, then drove two hours more just to get home. They were amazed at how far it was and how many modes of transportation we had taken. For someone living here, that is just what you do.

• I will never be able to wear shoes inside of a house again.

• While riding in a cab the other day I was talking with the lady driver who has become a friend of mine.  In a quiet part of the conversation, Hudson told me that he didn't have to translate any of what we said into English, in fact he didn't even think of the English words as he listened.  Then he asked me, "How and when did that happen?"

• Cereal has become a luxury item.

• Sight-seeing on vacation anywhere now ALWAYS includes a tour of the local grocery store to check out what they have that we can't get! 

Things I have learned this month

About ants
This month we have seen an increase in ants in our kitchen.  Increase as in from 0 ants to ants on the counters.....gross.  I have cleaned out all of the cabinets and double-checked every place there could be open food containers.  I was relating this to my house helper and trying to impose upon her how much I didn't want ants in the kitchen when she looked at me and said, "Don't worry, it rained. " "What?", I replied.   "Well,the ants have come in to get out of the rain. They will leave again."  And they have.

About wasps
We have what we like to call our "working balcony".  This is where our big fridge/freezer is located as well as our washer and dryer. It is just outside our kitchen.  Our helper is out there often with laundry and such.  We heard her screaming out there one day last week.  Rob and I both ran out to see what was the matter.  A wasp's nest had been formed in the outside dust pan.  She had gone to move it when a swarm of wasps came out. Thankfully she wasn't stung.  Rob was going to chunk the wasp's nest over the balcony.....which she wisely told him not to do as it might land on someone else's balcony. :)  As the three of us stood on the balcony deciding what to do, a lady from an apartment across from ours had been watching and began asking what was wrong.  Our helper began to yell across to her the situation, when a few other neighbors stuck their heads out on their balconies to listen. Quickly, everyone was yelling advice on how to deal with the nest now laying on our balcony and the wasps who were mad and looking for their home.  Suddenly she grabbed the end of the broom and some paper and burned the wasp's nest up right there on my balcony, and said, "OK....no more wasps."  The neighbors were appeased and wasps have disbanded, except for the stray wasps who show up now and again looking for their home.  We truly live in community.

About  delivery guys
When a friend is moving and asks if she can ship 3 HUGE boxes of her stuff to you until she returns, and the delivery guy says he doesn't want to bring it up the 6 flights of stairs......you simply say, "I can't carry 3 huge boxes up the stairs and my husband isn't home." As he hesitates I tell him I will pay him.....he agrees but says he won't take my money!  Guess he is supposed to deliver to the door.

About being famous
I never have to identify myself when I call people in my town.  For example, when I call for water to be delivered to my house, I only have to say, "Could you bring me two tanks of water".  And the lady says they will be right over.  Never do I say who it is or where I live.  The same applies to my local grocery store, when I call for them to deliver eggs or drinks or milk....I never have to give my address, they already know.  These are some of the perks of being the only foreign wife in town.  Interestingly enough, sometimes my helper (she seems to be the star of this blog post) will call the store for me and just say, "I am callling from the foreigner's house", and that is enough.

About myself
At the first of this month we were at camp for a week about 14 hours from where we live now.  I found mice droppings in my room where I was going to sleep the first night. I was very distressed and I discovered/remembered how much I do not like mice.  The only way I could sleep the first night was with the covers pulled completely over my head.  I am really really glad I live on the 6th floor of my apartment.

About my kids
I really like having "big kids".  They are both seriously funny.  Tonight at the dinner table they were keeping me in stitches.  And they are so funny debating back and forth about whatever topic they are discussing. I would give you a details about their conversation, but in order to share anything about them on the blog these days I have to have a signed and notarized authorization and likely royalties paid to them on a daily basis, so you will just have to trust me that it was funny.

About Rob
Rob is gone for 9 days right now.  The house is so quiet without him here and a life just isn't as sweet when he is not around.