Well, compared to Vietnam it seems like home to me. I speak the language, and am familiar with the customs.
We arrived last evening around 5 and had dinner with Devon and Xiang Xiang (Elena). Western food! Barbecued chicken cutlet, salad, soup, macaroni side. I love Chinese and Vietnamese food, but after two weeks my stomach was getting homesick.
I expected the airport yesterday to be buzzing with added security after the lost Malaysian airline which happened just a few hours before we took off, not far from where we were. But everything was normal. We didn’t even have to take our shoes off. Nobody seemed nervous.
As I write this it has just been reported that they believe they have sighted a door from the aircraft in the water. Though there was already little hope, that pretty much eliminates any. Interpol has just reported that nobody checked with them on the stolen passports, which points a finger at Malaysian Airlines not doing a thorough security check on its passengers. Cross them off my list for flying.
Anyway, back in Taiwan, blah blah blah, nothing else new to write about.
Thank you, thank you for writing. I knew you weren’t on that missing plane, but–I guess it took Dick to completely assure me. When do I say Happy Birthday? It hasn’t started here yet, but by the time I get up tomorrow, it may be past where you are. In that case, do you get to omit being a year older?
Tell Devon “Hi!”; I miss all of you. See you soon. Barb will be back here Wednesday eve for four days. She hopes to see you.
Comment by Mom — March 9, 2014 @ 9:41 pm
I think we skip all birthday presents, but based on the time zone he was born in, he adds an extra day to his age.
Tell Devon hi!
Comment by Donna — March 10, 2014 @ 5:24 pm
It’s still your birthday here so Happy Birthday!
Comment by Don — March 10, 2014 @ 7:25 pm
According to TV in this country, there is still no new development, as of this PM.
Comment by Mom — March 10, 2014 @ 7:50 pm
Thank you everyone for the Happy Birthday wishes. Devon took me out for dinner, and had a tiramisu birthday cake with a real burning candle.
Hard to believe I’m 63. Sounds a little old.
Comment by Daryl — March 11, 2014 @ 9:52 pm