
This morning was an optional trip to the Pearl Market in Guangzhou. Dana and Frances went, while Abigail and I walked around the perimeter of Shamian Island. It didn't take long, maybe 30 minutes, but it was very interesting. There is, surprisingly, a Starbucks on this tiny island! I also saw a group of hundreds of elementary students doing calisthenics. When they had finished, they marched in formation back to their school. There is no playground at the school (probably no room for it, on an island) so I guess that may have been their recess time.

Shamian Island reminds me a little of Florida. There is a lot of green - plants, trees, bushes - and there is some type of kudzu-like vine hanging from many of the trees. It is really humid here. Tonight as we walked around after dark, spending our last yuan/RMBs, we were all wringing wet! The island is man-made, separated from the rest of Guangzhou by a type of canal on three sides, and the Pearl River on the fourth side. Apparently, during the 1800s, the French occupied much of this island, so most of the larger buildings look like they are from New Orleans Square in Disneyland. It's really pretty, and it is a popular place for Chinese couples to take their wedding photos. There are statues all over the island, many depicting people from the time of the French influence. It's a really pretty place.

On our last night here, we went out to an Italian restaurant with two other families, and then just walked around. It seems a little strange that I may never see the other families on my group again. We are going to try and keep in touch by email, and we have agreed to each send the others copies of our trip photos.

I have learned so much on this trip. It's like the Bible says, "I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me." I surprised myself on this trip. I got us from the airport to the hotel in Beijing on my own, I figured out how to do the blog thing, even after getting to China and having the instructions for Blogger all in Chinese. I lived in places where you can't flush the toilet paper or drink the water. I adopted another child. I managed my Frances, and was so blessed by her flexibility. Even when she sometimes fell apart, we were able to make it through. God's grace has been over me throughout this trip. Even as a single mom in a foreign country, I was never alone. God went before us, to prepare the way, and He walked with us the entire time. I am so glad that He made clear the way to bring home our little Abigail.
We will be home soon. It is now about 9:30 p.m. on Thursday, October 30th. We have to check out by 5:30 a.m. on Friday, 10/31, and then we'll have the longest day of our lives as we travel back into the same day for hours! I am grateful that I will have Dana to help me with the girls. Abby let Dana bathe her tonight while I packed. This is usually Frances' job, and it is something that Abby enjoys (and I love that she lets Fran help her! Most of the time, Abby is a "mama only" child) but Fran was spending her last bit of playtime with Caleb and Will. Abigail would NOT take a bedtime bottle from Dana, but cried and fussed until I took over. It should be interesting if I need to use the bathroom on the flights home... Home, home, home!