I’m home with a “sick” little boy today. Quotes because I’m not really sure if he’s sick or not. I decided to trust my instincts though and stayed home with him. It at least allows me to finish packing for the big trip.
So tomorrow we go to Dulles and get a hotel (didn’t feel like commuting the morning of the flight and risking the notorious traffic jams in the DC area.)
On Thursday, we fly out at about noon and head straight for Seoul. After that breezy little 15 hour jaunt, we take a quick five hour flight to Hanoi. So, by Friday noon for you, we’ll landing.
We have a G&R scheduled for Tuesday, the 13th, but we get to meet sweet little Bao on the Monday prior at about 8:30 in the morning. Then we got to lunch (without him) and cruise the Perfume River, and then go back to our hotel. I wish he could come with us that first day, but maybe it’s for the best–for him anyway. You know, meeting us and then leaving right away might be kind of weird for him.
I hope he’s as excited as we are. I smile just thinking about it.
I’ll do my best to post and will likely be able to, at the very least, post text. We’ll hope for pictures, too.
I think I might be bringing too much stuff for the little ones at the orphanage. I have a huge black bag filled with toys and chocolate. My husband is going to squawk, I just know. But there are so many kids who will be left behind and I didn’t want to leave any out, you understand. You’d do the same, right?
Anyway. Maybe he won’t notice the extra 50 lbs.
Please pray with me that everyone is healthy for the flight. That’s all I’m asking for these days.