You hear it every where you go around here, and not just from the smokers. My Mom and I both got it, the baby is getting over it and hopefully, my Dad has bypassed it all together. The air quality is so bad here, and yes, you forget how unabashedly people smoke in Asia- and you can't ask them not to. Our hotel restaurant has a non-smoking section, which is probably very forward thinking of them, but it reminds me of sitting in the smoking section of the plane with my Mom when we were kids. Was there really a time people believed smoking could be confined to a section of an airplane??
Things here are at a bit of a stand still as we make our way thought the weekend. But as we walk the baby around and watch CNN and the Australian Open relentlessly, forces are toiling on our behalf to help get our paperwork wrapped up here as soon as possible. I have been truly overwhelmed by the efforts of a cast of people my brother has put into motion for me. Both my NY Senators; Clinton (as if she has nothing else to do) and Schumer, who reportedly said when asked to help "that's my job!" have been called into service on our behalf. All this for me and one amazing little baby. She has no idea how much my world has rallied for her, but I will tell her the story for the rest of her life.
My parents, who have been just incredible, leave here tomorrow. My Dad has changed diapers and fed Phoebe, my Mom is there for the hand off and to sing to the baby. Phoebe knows their voices and gives them her patented smile everytime she sees them. They have gotten me through this thing with their willingness to come and to do whatever they can to help. I'm gearing up for the next two days alone here. I wish I could kick this cough and feel a little stronger, but I'm hoping I can make it till wednesday when the calvalry arrives in the form of my handsome hero, Jeff.
More as the story unfolds. Love to you all.