-- Lucy Andrew, spunkiest first grader in Shanghai.
We packed up on Sunday and moved out of our Huai'an penthouse on Monday amazingly smoothly; the only obstacles were our disbelief that the time had come and our lack of motivation to do anything about it. The other teachers will be picked up at the apartment, driven to Shanghai and be put up in a hotel by their school later this week. We woke them up to say goodbye on our way out and were lucky to have Tim and Thomas awake enough to carry some bags out to the front gate, where we caught a cab the 3km to the bus station, where we loaded onto a bike taxi to the steps of the station, where Vence met us to join the spectacle and help us carry everything to the gate.
Teary goodbye, last sights of our city, and a six hour bus ride later we got to Shanghai. It was "mei you, mei you" at the train station for our tickets to Gansu, and on top of schlepping six bags across the province and some bully taxi drivers, we were terribly relieved to pull up to the tranquil cul-de-sac of the Andrew family's home here on the Pudong side of Shanghai. Lucy sat on the porch watching us unload our lives onto her sidewalk and followed the above question with, "Are you going to change like every second?!" The St. Louis natives are kindly hosting us, and mostly our belongings while we set off for a last exploration, before flying outta this country on the 30th.
Since the train plan didn't work we booked flights leaving tomorrow morning, and even though we spent an extra night here, we're gaining a day in our original travel plan, getting to Lanzhou a day before the train would have. The itinerary includes the Tibetan monastery in Xiahe, the Mogao Caves outside Dunhuang, sand dunes, and hopefully at least one yurt and/or horse trek. Doraemon, a fave, advised that during this trip, "You should just go have a funny time. Not learn so much." I think we'll do both.
So much has happened in the past couple weeks, and will in the next...I hope I don't forget any of it.
