Last night, Van said I needed to be ready to go at the hotel at 10:00 this morning. I debated about whether to get everything all packed up & ready to go last night, or wait until this morning. I did do it last night, which was a good thing, because Van rang the doorbell at my room this morning at 8:00! I had just barely gotten up and was in the shower, so this was both inconvenient and a little annoying.
Turns out her dad called her last night from HCMC and said he wanted us all to meet for breakfast, since it would be the last chance he would have to see Holly & I before we left on Wednesday. So, I hopped back into the shower, got all ready to go as fast as I could, and we went to meet up with him. Decent breakfast, great conversation, wonderful man. I can't thank him enough for such an out of this world trip. He kept asking if I liked Vietnam and if everything was alright with the trip. I kept expressing my gratitude, but Van's not super great at translating as completely as her brother, so I'm not sure if he knows exactly how much I appreciate everything.
At 10:15, we lugged all my stuff down from my room, put it into the car, and off to the airport we went. Our plane left Nha Trang at 12:10 and I was hoping that I could talk Holly into napping for the 40 minute flight. She napped for the last 5 minutes, on final descent. How can a kid have a "most inconvenient" radar as good as that? She is fabulous at waiting until the last minute to fall asleep, then not sleeping when I need her to.
We got to HCMC, checked into a new hotel, and laid down for a nap...well, I wanted a nap, Holly could care less since she had a 5 minute one. When I woke up and looked out the window, I realized that I can see the hotel we stayed in before right out my window. I'm going to have to go back through my pictures and see if this hotel is in one of them.
Van & Hai got here at about 6 to get us for dinner. We went to one of the same restaurants that we went to when we first got here. Holly has been watching everyone use chopsticks since she got here. She has gone from drumming on the table, to holding them, to now using them as best she can. She still gets the two ends mixed up, but she's doing a great job! Here she is eating her french fries with chopsticks.
She even was able to eat noodles with chopsticks; well, chopstick, singluar.
After dinner, we went to get Holly some milk at a supermarket, like the Walmart of Vietnam. Or, more accurately, Hell. Think Walmart with people who shove and push (people are very rude here that way), narrower aisles, and more people. They have the same slow checkers and the same idiotic people who get a HUGE cart full of food, then want it rung up in 4 different transactions.
We came back to the hotel and I got all our stuff repacked, with the things I purchased in HCMC the first time and left here at Van's house. I was hoping I would be able to put Holly's backpack in a suitcase and not carry it on again - with my backpack, my purse, and the carseat - but it doesn't appear that I am going to manage to be able to do that...I may try to reorganize a little more tomorrow and see if I can get that to work, though. Honestly, I have a LOT of stuff to bring back and I am dreading going through customs in Seattle, mostly because I won't have any extra hands to help me. Please pray that everything will go smoothly on our way home, that there are no snafoo's or problems, and that Holly is really, really good.
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