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Sunday, a day of rest

With our new GPS, we took a new route to church and had another excellent sabbath day. We have such a friendly congregation. We stayed cool since the air conditioner at church wasn't broken any longer, luckily. Christopher, the balloon artist, has entertained himself with a Rubic's Cube, Jenga, Tsubasa Chronicles videos, and playing cards in the hotel room, eagerly awaiting his first day of school tomorrow.
We devoured this petite chocolate cake to honor our daughter on Lindsey appreciation day, and each of us said what we love about her. It's a family tradition that we've done each year on the kids' appreciation (adoption placement) days.
We are all counting down the days to move out of the hotel and into our apartment, which is within walking distance of Christopher's new school. We're very tired of eating out for every meal and anxious to be able to move about with more living space. September 1 is the proposed moving date.

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Shana said…
Loving all the pictures!!!
Lonna said…
Just one more day in the hotel and then you can have a home. I am very excited to see the new place that you will be living.

It sounds like you will be having some pretty fun adventures as soon as the heat leaves. I am impressed that you took on the task of driving in the craziness. I think that I would have just limited myself to whatever I could do in walking/public transportation distance. I am totally a chicken like that though.

How did Christopher like his first day of school?
Rachel said…
I'm enjoying your record of all the things that stand out to you about Taiwan. I think I already told you that I wish I had done something similar when I first arrived. . . maybe I'll just have to save yours and use it to remember what it's like to move to Taiwan :).

We love biking at Nanliao. Maybe we could all go together for a family activity sometime. Actually it's quite bearable even in the summer because of the cool breeze that comes off the coast.

Have a nice time in the U.S.!
Kelly said…
Rachel, that would be so fun. Let's do it. Hey, when is your baby due?

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