Guangzhou

We had an early morning wake up call to catch our flight to Guangzhou. Lia fell asleep before we even took off, awoke happy, and played for the rest of the flight. I hope it's that easy when we cross the Pacific on our way home next Saturday. Mary, our Nanchang guide, said an emotional goodbye to us and our babies. I think it's a very bittersweet job she has in helping all the American families who come to Jiangxi Province to adopt.

Guangzhou is a city of 12 million people. On our ride in, our bus had a little mirror-clipping incident with another big bus. That driver got out and knocked on our bus driver's window--our driver refused to get out and discuss it in the middle of the highway. Our guide, Simon, said, "Simon says to get back on your own bus." And he did.

We arrived at the China Hotel and feel like we've been transported from the Motel 6 in Nanchang to the Ritz. It is a large, lovely hotel. We have blue skies and warmer weather. We went with another couple from Webster, the Irishes, on a walk, then as a group headed to the grocery store. Imagine 50 Westerners walking down the street with 20 Chinese babies . . . we got quite a few stares!

We've just hung out in our fancy-pants room the rest of the evening. . . tomorrow is a new day!