A Day in Fuzhou

Actually yesterday, at the (ok, but not the Beijing Grand Hyatt) hotel.

Sisters working together on the stairs.

Dairy Queen, Fuzhou. You should have seen the pantomime involved in getting the cones dipped. Me, I had a guava-lychee float something or another. I pointed.

She does NOT like to pose for pictures. but I did get this one, in front of the Banyan Tree.

Getting better at holding hands.

Anyone will pose with a hat.

Lily in my hat.

The boys' boat.

LIly, in our boat. Rory slept through the boat rides in her stroller.

Pretty sure this was a bride posing in the park. It was at least 95 and humid. But it WAS beautiful. I'm sure she'll be glad she did it...later.

Carnival rides!

Outside the orphanage. We had to drop off our "donation" because we brought $$ and they wanted RMB.


So we’ve agreed: Fuzhou, not set up for tourists. On the other hand, we are seeing a real China city, and not just one like Beijing that’s sort of set up to show itself off in the same way that Manhattan is–there are clearly tons of Chinese tourists–although once we let the guide start taking us places, we saw Western tourists too.
I can tell you that Fuzhou-ers, rightly, do NOT go out between noon and three. I don’t know what Chinese is for “siesta”, but they do it. We, on the other hand, spent those hours paddling pedal boats around a lake. Rory napped, though, so at least one of us has some sense.
I can also tell you that there’s a big nightlife here. Restaurants are packed. The park and city center that we can see from the hotel windows? Jammed every night with roller bladers, line dancers (seriously, same songs you might hear at home, although probably not in New Hampshire!) card players and general revelers. Parents with kids buying the kind of junky light up toys you find at amusement parks and on the 4th of July (which we will miss….). It looks fun. It looks festive. It looks very sociable, and you can tell people dress for it and get out there. You can just sense the hook-up scene, too…people look happy and prosperous. We get a glimpse of other things, too–people asleep on benches and such–but not much.

I really wish we could see rural China. I know Rory’s foster home is rural, but we can’t go, and it does make sense to us. We’ll have to wait for another visit.

There’s crazy lightening and rain tonight. Sam’s loving watching-we’re on the 18th floor. No one’s phased. Rory’s getting easier with us. It’s funny, yesterday wasn’t so bad…so I sort of thought, well, this is just what it will be like for a while. And then today, she’s relaxing, she’s listening better, she’s trying harder to talk to her brothers and sister. And I realize I’m doing the same thing I’ve done with all of them–assuming that anything, especially hard things, will last forever. There’s lots ahead, and none of it will last forever.

KJ (aka Lola Granola)A Day in Fuzhou

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  • JK - Wednesday, July 1, 2009

    Yup… remembering that none of it will last forever is what makes it easier! xoxoxo! I’m so happy for you!! It sounds like it is going really well.


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