Vacations are weird.
Vacations to foreign countries are weird.
Vacations to hot foreign countries with two little aliens are really, really weird.
Things I completely missed because I was in Hot Chinese City with my two little pumpkins (sans childcare), in no particular order:
- Iran elections
- Governor Sanford's affair
- some stuff in Pakistan
- some stuff in Kyrgyzstan
- KKR's yes, we're going public, no, we're not going public weirdness
- some stuff about financial regulatory reform
Then we get home, and now I know more about Michael Jackson than I really ever cared to. Not that I don't have my nostalgic MJ moments (I do. He was my very first memory of pop awareness.), but srsly?
The trip to Hot Chinese City? Phenomenal. My sister, who was supposed to visit us from Nearby Chinese City kinda totally flaked, but only in so far as she decided to come back to the US half a week before we left, so we did at least get to see her before we left for Hot Chinese City.
What did we do in Hot Chinese City? Srsly? We ate. We literally had ginormous meals with friends and family for every single meal over the 10 days that we were in HCC. We ate at old favorites, new introductions, local cuisine, not-so-local cuisine, street-side-stand cuisine. It was a smorgasborg of food. Because it was so hot, of a variety that the girls have never experienced in their short lives, we basically didn't un-jet-lag, and lived according to our meal clock. The girls would sleep from midnight to 5 am, we'd wake up to go to the park, go to breakfast, do one quick morning sightsee, then lunch, then retreat out of the sun for a long afternoon siesta, wake for dinner, and then do some night sightseeing.
I could not have been happier with Loo and Kali's reaction to the city. They had a blast of a time, and continue to talk about their trip with bright shiny eyes. Their only complaints: the heat and the bugs. Oh, poor Loo, with her incredible sensitivity to bug bites. By the second half of the trip, her legs were absolutely swelling with bug bites which had blistered. We kept lathering on the anti-itch, anti-inflammatory, antibiotic-filled medicine, but it was a slow healing process that hed her whimpering for many days. And Kali had a "slight" gastrointestinal problem, no doubt influenced by the fact that we were eating far too much, far too often and foods that were far too rich for her 2.5 year old body. On the other hand, now that we've returned to the US, we've had several people comment that Kali seems to have gotten thinner (or taller, or both, will have to check).
Things are (sort of) back to normal now. The girls are still slighly jet-lagged, which means they are up between 4-5 in the morning. And they take enormous early afternoon naps. I'm back at work, but this is a ridiculous week as half the attorneys are out on vacation. J is back at his research.
Being back in Hot Chinese City was very jarring for me. When we left, I was sure that I had closed that chapter of my life. I'd lived in 3 Asian countries over 8 years, worked for local companies and large multi-nationals. I had more frequent flier miles then I knew what to do with (I ended up donating them to LegalAid, rather than watching them expire). But being back, after 8 years away, I was absolutely washed in nostalgia. Life can be surprisingly "simple" there. And fun.
J and I are seriously considering moving back. Not in the near future, but pending how successful he is in his academic career. We will know in 4 years if his current school intends to keep him on, and if it doesn't, Asia seems as good a next move as any.
It doesn't really mesh well with the direction I've taken as a lawyer, but... oh, well.
Right now, I can't really worry about any of that, since I'm fairly consumed with my ongoing epic battle (?) w/r to getting Loo into kindergarten.
