At breakfast this morning, we said goodbye to our Italian
friends who were departing for Beijing, where they will be the next two
weeks. All adoptions by Americans are
finalized in China’s southern city (and third largest in the country with
nearly 13 million people) through the American consulate here. I loved Beijing, but given that it’s winter,
I’m very happy the U.S. decided to locate a consulate in the south. We also move things along a lot quicker than
the Italians. If we weren’t adopting
Kiera, we’d be flying home next Thursday.
Our flight to Guangzhou went well, and as Matteo’s first
plane ride, it was also a milestone for him.
We flew China Southern (it was Air China last time) and although the airline
gets horrible reviews, the plane was really nice, it left on time, their flight
attendants were nice (one spoke English than anyone we’ve met here, aside from
our guides) and they served us lunch.
When’s the last time you got lunch on a two-hour flight in the
U.S.? Better yet, I snagged the only
vegetarian meal onboard.
With Matteo’s typical two-year-old self emerging, we
definitely had our hand’s full on the flight, but overall he did very well. We had hoped he would take his nap, but I
guess he was too excited to sleep. You
aren’t permitted to use electronics on domestic flights in China, so we relied
on old-fashioned entertainment for him.
Stickers and coloring were his favorite.
And so was unlatching his tray and/or pushing the seat in front of
him.
After our unexpected cab ride, our guide Kelly met us at our
hotel, The Garden. This is probably the
biggest, most luxurious hotel we’ve ever stayed in. While Chris tried to get Matteo to resume his
nap once we checked in (no luck with that), Kelly gave me a tour of the
neighborhood surrounding the hotel. Unlike
in Hefei, there are so many restaurant options and Kelly helped me vet a couple
for their vegetarian options. She
pointed out other useful destinations for our week-and-a-half stay, including
the stand across the street that sells bottled water, a grocery store, an Aeon
(described by some as the store you’d get if Target and Nordstrom had a baby)
where we can buy a stroller and clothes for the kids and a park with a
playground. She also secured us a
stroller on loan from the hotel.
Back at the hotel, Matteo, Chris and I played together
before dinner. Matteo’s transformation
in under a week is amazing. It almost makes
me sad to think back to Monday when he was practically lifeless in comparison
to the spunky, devilish little boy he shows us now. The boy whose eyes twinkled and mouth smiled
broadly in his referral photo is emerging!
While a calm and obedient two-year-old was easier to parent, what we saw
earlier this week is not normal for a kid that age. He’s now starting to get
himself into everything and we’ve discovered it’s easy to get him riled
up. At one point he was running around
our hotel room squeaking (very loudly) the rubber ducky in his welcome basket
from the hotel, playing hide-and-seek and throwing his stacking cups in utter
glee.
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