Giorgia Arrives

So, the day began with us getting up for breakfast and heading our for a Chinese Massage. Me, Chrissy and Karen all went and it was FANTASTIC. It was at times slightly painful but in a good way. One hour massage cost $17 US Dollars. I figured this might be the last chance to pamper myself for a while. Then we quickly roamed the streets to find a loaner stroller. It is very common for the stores to do this. The American families tend to spend more money in their shops when they do this. They are big on honor system. I did not even give them my name...just walked in off the street and asked to borrow! That would never happen in US!

Then we headed back to the hotel to prepare for the big event. Packed diaper bag, got cameras and video, passports and paperwork, donation, gifts and of course tissues! I was fine the whole time... Sometimes internalizing things pays off. Then we go up to like the thirteenth floor, I think. Donna and Joe had to wait for the next elevator...next thing I know Donna is running towards me frantically says "I saw Giorgia...she is here...I saw them when we were waiting for the elevator...OMG...Giorgia is here...I took photos" At this point, Donna is freaking, Chrissy is crying and I am to and I am now afraid my heart might pound through my chest. Donna says "I've got pictures, want to see?" I said no, I wanted to wait til they handed her to me. Okay so that lasted all of 30 seconds and I was like "Let me see my baby" And this is what I saw...