Here is another chapter to the previous blog entry "Little Bit of a Problem." This one does not contain information that you men would consider T.M.I., but you might be lost if you read this entry and not the previous one. Just a warning.
The medication is not working, and things have gotten worse. It has really been a bit unnerving. Therefore, AB and I are going to Hong Kong to see a doctor. In this area of the world Hong Kong is one of the best places to go for medical problems. Although traveling to another country with a baby and without my husband seems a bit stressful, I am hopeful that our problem will be resolved.
The decision was made yesterday around 4pm for us to go to Hong Kong. I knew that I could not make any travel plans last night since everything hinged upon getting a doctor appointment with the specific recommended doctor and their office was closed for the evening. So, this morning I got up with my feet running.
I first had to put money on our Skype account because my cell phone was not wanting to make international phone calls this morning - stressful. I got the appointment, then I booked the flight to Hong Kong (I usually book international flights with the help of a travel agent), then booked my Hong Kong hotel, then booked my hotel that I will be staying in tonight, and then booked my flight out of our city. Whew. I did it all in about an hour, and have been washing, packing, and taking care of AB the rest of the time.
Guess what? KB went to pick-up our tickets for tonight, the first leg of our trip, and they told him that the flight has been canceled. What? Our tiny little airport only has like 3 flights out if it everyday. I wanted to insult it's creed as an airport for now only having 2 flights today, but putdowns like that don't make it across cultures very well. I wonder if we had booked the tickets online if we would have found out the bad news when we went to the airport instead of about an hour ago.
So I first called KB, who was actually on his way up the steps of the travel agency, to tell him about the change of plans. At first I did not know what the new plans would be so, he started walking home. Then about 15 minutes later I decided what I would do. Then I called Kevin, so he had to turn around and walk back to the travel agency. As you know, we are U.S. citizens. Therefore our passports are in English but this country does not use an alphabet, so they had a difficult time putting our names in their database. On the tickets they have to write out our full names, but AB's middle name is too long for the allotted space. After about a 20 minute phone call with her supervisor, the travel agent decided to just use AB's middle initial. This happens EVERY TIME we purchase tickets from them. I am astonished why they are so surprised when we hand them her passport each time. It is not like her name ever changes.
Anyways, so then I had to change my hotel for tonight, which is not a small feat since nothing here is simple, change my flight to Hong Kong, change my hotel in Hong Kong and change my doctor appointment in Hong Kong. Somehow changing it was easier than making it, but I felt like such a jerk for changing them just hours after I made them. I am just glad that the people I worked with understand that these things happen, especially here.
Now as long as our cracker jack airport does not cancel a regularly scheduled flight again, I should be well on my way to Hong Kong tomorrow evening.
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