We explored the city, today. We found a McDonald's and had lunch there. The food in our hotel is yummy and we ate here for breakfast and dinner. We leave this hotel tomorrow and we'll come back next weekend, in between regions. The service here is excellent and we've made a friend. His name is Dido (die doe). He works here in the hotel and is ALWAYS here. So far, he's been our bell-hop, delivered our room service and waited on our table for breakfast and dinner. I'm going to see if I can get a picture of him, so you can see him, too. He speaks English, but it's limited and it's hilarious to try to hear us have conversation.
Another funny story from this morning. They serve a buffet style breakfast here at the hotel, very similar to what you find at most hotels in the USA. However, they do not serve biscuits and gravy. They do have yogurt with nuts mixed in that Marty mistook for gravy though. Marty does not eat yogurt. He did eat his bowl this morning. We're big on not offending anyone and try to eat anything we have on our plate. It was hilarious to see Marty's face when he realized his mistake. I knew right away that he had a bowl full of yogurt and not gravy. I don't eat yogurt, either, and felt no need to help him with his. I hope this doesn't come back to haunt me at some point this trip.
Other than that, we've been resting and preparing to meet Joseph, tomorrow. We got new information on both boys when we got here. It seems like Samuel was transferred a week after we committed to him. Which is very sad, since he had been in the same orphanage from the time he was 3 weeks old. Every move is traumatic for a child, especially one who has no family to take with them and help them adjust. One more hardship that he just didn't have to go through. What's done is done. Hopefully, he's adjusted well in the past 8 months.
Tomorrow's post should be full of pictures of us meeting our boy! Pray we have a good internet connection at our new hotel. We'll update as often as time and the internet access permit.