On a roll, and on a nickel

Since everyone is asleep, and since internet access is costing me money, and since I'm cheap, I'll keep going. Last Friday was a wash. We waited around the hotel to check out so we could go sit in the lobby and wait for the bus to pick us up so we could go to the airport and wait for the plane to leave so we could land, walk halfway across Guangzhou to another bus, go to hotel and go to bed. This was Nanning at the airport on our way out. Couldn't let that sunset get away from me. So many places that I would love to have seen in the countryside, time didn't permit, but maybe someday.

A few words about Chinese national flights. The takeoffs are generally quick, not a lot of taxiway time. Pretty much go straight to the runway and gone. The planes are crowded. And then there is the landing. How do I describe such a thing? Dirty pants. Every one needed to change their drawers after that flight from Nanning to Guangzhou. The Chinese do not believe in landing an airplane. They believe in dynamically testing the impact resistance of inplace concrete when in contact with Goodyear tires. They don't land a plane, they hit the runway. Good grief. Actually, the flight from Beijing to Nanning, the pilot didn't hit the runway. How could he when he was comin' in cattywampus with one tire down and the other still off the ground. The plane was racked coming down the runway. This part of the trip is a no gooda. Movin' along...

We have discovered more and more about Yazi almost hourly. She has fear issues or grief issues. Her tongue appears to be scarred where she bites it in her sleep we think to comfort herself. She works that tongue when she is hollering. But, when she is content, it's constantly moving as well. Not a thing in China that hasn't been taste tested by the newest Greer. For those of you wanting to hold her when we get back, something colorful and made of wood will get you first dibs. Polished wood, like furniture. Nothing with splinters, thanks. Also, she is a model, a poser. As seen below, Yazi is showing off a nice line of our children's clothing with this pink striped knickers and PJ combo. Leaves her room to exercise. Chelle says she'll start her own Yazercise classes.

The hotels we have stayed at have gotten better the longer we stay. Generally, by the time families get to Guangzhou, they stay in the White Swan. We are actually staying in the Marriott China Hotel. Kicking nice. We don't have rooms, we have apartments. Two bedrooms, fridge, stove, two full baths, dining room. Some have their own washer/dryer. I had to include this picture below. When so many people need work, you find things for them to do. They have a guy who goes around and all he does is keep the ash trays clean. He picks out trash and ash out of the cat litter or whatever it is. After he is done, he draws the Marriott logo in the ash tray. We living in high cotton folks. The breakfast buffets are killer as well. The fruits are fresher than anything in the states, you name it, we've got it for breakfast.

Saturday morning was medical exam day. We had to go do the customary doctor look at kid and say healthy baby, sign papers and go. In the past, some have waited hours at a clinic on Shamian Island (not sure of spelling). We were in and out, all of us, within about 30 minutes. It was quite nice. Usually, we have something in the mornings, then the afternoons and evenings belong to us and the babies, well they belong to the babies. I'm not sure I remember doing something I wanted to do.

But, if I can get a smile like this, I don't really care what I do. This will melt your heart. Having girls is bad. They get right to you immediately and know how to capture their daddies hearts and eyes.

Hello Betty...anyone out there?