Yesterday morning (3/27) we went to our American Consulate appointment to get her visa so she can be legit in the US of A :)
I was fearing the appointment would be much like the medical exam.... wild, crazy and hot. It was wild and crazy, but thankfully not hot. Or at least, not as bad. Our group all filed in a single line to have security guard "Jerry"(obviously his English name) look over our passports before allowing us to enter for the security check. Once Jerry approved us, we walked thru to the security line. It's a lot like the security check at the airport, except instead of the big ugly grey bins to put your things in, they had big ugly white bins someone purchased from Ikea.... they still had the sticker on them. haha!
We weren't allowed to bring anything in... cameras, cell phones, strollers, etc, so I don't have any photos to document it. Oh well. Just think dingy DMV, and you've got it. They did have a 'play area' (if you can call it that) and that was in the same room we were all in. Our boys, plus their friends, and every other kid was 'playing' in the play area. All the noise made it a bit manic and made me want to hurry and get this business over with.
Since it was the American Consulate, I was so looking forward to speaking to some Americans behind the desk. Wrong. There was one American there, a guy, and he was the one in charge of the oath we had to repeat.
After taking the oath, we were called one by one to the bullet proof glass window with the slot to slide all the documents back and forth (think gas station attendant window in the 'hood). This should have been the American boy's job as well, because when they called each family's name out, no one knew what the Chinese lady was saying. It was much like Charlie Brown's teacher's voice...... Chinese version. It added to the mania.
All of our group was done and we were out the door and back to the hotel by 10:30. Harper had lost her little Chinese mind when we were back on the bus. She slept horribly the night before, and we - including everyone else on the bus - were paying for it.
We were supposed to meet up with another family to go eat Mexican for lunch. I didn't care if it was good Mexican or not..... I was craving it badly. Well, because of Harper's meltdown, she was put directly to bed, and I stayed with her and ordered room service. Not the Mexican I was hoping for. Ugh.
She had a very long nap, thankfully, and she was just waking up as the boys and Scott walked in the room from lunch. She had chips and guac for a snack thanks to her dad and brothers bringing it back.
The boys had planned on going swimming with their buddies, so they stayed at the hotel with that family while Scott took me and Harper on a shopping trip for some pearls!
She loves to push the buttons!
In the cab
Our guide went with us..... thankfully!! We were taken to the section that seriously looked like you would think China would look like. We turned off the highway and it was just row after row of little shops on this overcrowded dark street where it looked like the sun never reached. That is, if the sun ever came out in China. We were still looking for it. Dirt and grime ruled this area, and wig shops looked like they dominated as well. Every other store was a wig shop. Very strange.
Michael led us into what looked somewhat like a mall, and took us directly to the pearl market.
We chose a strand of pearls we liked, and the girl took them off the temporary string, and restrung them, knotting it after each pearl. She was so quick, we were in and out in no time. I think our cab ride was longer than the whole shopping trip.
We walked out of the mall like building and waited for a cab. And waited. As we were waiting, Harper spotted a vendor with suckers. She conned Scott in to buying her one. Who's the sucker now! She was more thrilled with that treat than her new shiny pearl necklace.
We waited some more for a cab......
Finally, Michael was able to flag one down, and we were off back to the hotel.
Harper's view in the cab
Just us three on this ride
Our cab driver drove like he had just gotten off the Indy 500 race track. He took the curves like no one else. We all hung on for our lives..... even Harper
We arrived back at hotel in record time, thanked Michael for taking us, and went to go find the boys at the pool.
This sign on the right is the main reason why I would NOT get in the pool. You know if they had to post a sign like this, someone had spit or cleared their nose in the pool once before. Not to mention signs like this are always an "I dare you to try it" prompting for some people.
Harper LOVED the water. I can't wait to get her in our pool!
The boys thought they were hot stuff with their 7-Ups being delivered from the bar
Harper was in a trance watching the swimmers go by
Time for a snack break..... again
The number of bowl of peanuts and raisins they had gone through. You would think we didn't feed any of them!
Twinkies
She was soaked from splashing on the side of the pool. So, we had a quick wardrobe change and were off to eat some dinner.
We've come to find that Harper is not one to share her toys..... or her friends toys for that matter. She took Sydney's bear and threw a classic 2 year old fit when we gave it back to Sydney. Arched back and everything.
We didn't have anywhere to go this morning, so we slept in a little later - for once - and then started packing our bags. Next stop..... Hong Kong!



























