The Torch is happening

Thursday night, long after I should be asleep
It is here. My uniform arrived half an hour ago. I even get socks. On the down side, no one quite asked what size I might be and so the socks and shorts are a little tight but so it goes.  Maybe Kang Kang can wear them later. We leave at 6:30 for the collection point. Whatever else happens is a mystery but my run time is 10:45. You do the math. Oh yes, breakfast starts at 6:30.  Ooops. Hotel allow us to start eating a few minutes early?  Of course not. So, apparently we will leave at 6:45 so we can run in and grab a muffin. I have prepared a zip loc bag and emptied two water bottles for juice. Will the hotel like this? Oh no. For example, you get coffee with your breakfast buffet. Which is wonderful but at some 30 bucks a pop it should be. But ask for a paper cup to take your coffee to go? That would be extra. A lot extra. There is still a ways to go to meet Western service standards. We did get them to sell us used sheets. But that is another story.   I tried to mail a package to Kang Kang’s foster parents. HA!  No chocolate in the mail. No liquids. Address is not right. Much much easier to take the stuff home and mail it from Canada. And so I will.  I managed to buy Kang Kang an Olympic tee shirt much like the torch shirt as well as white shorts. Yes, white shorts for a 7 year old boy. The are Polo. Very nice. But then they were only about $5.00.  Well, maybe they are not actually Polo. Good by for now from China. Sadly we head for home tomorrow.

Ellen who needs to get to sleep.