Kazakhstan Or Bust

A blog cataloging our trip to Kazakhstan to adopt a baby boy.

Sunday, May 07, 2006

Good-Bye Chagala - We’re Movin’ On Up….

Yes today is the day we say good-bye to our friends at the Chagala Hotel – at least as residents – and move over to the apartment. Although we will miss the staff, the free laundry service and the kashi (boy will I miss my kashi), we are looking forward to cooking our own food and increasing our vegetable intake! We did tell the staff that we would bring Joseph over for pizza once we get him so we know we will be back!

After breakfast we went to the baby house and were greeted with a boy with even more chicken pox than yesterday. Of course this meant even more green ointment and so we were looking pretty sad. He had a fever so we knew that today would be a cuddle morning. The doctor stopped by to tell us how he was doing and the medications he was one. She did suggest that we shift our visits tomorrow by 30 minutes later so that he could have a nap after each meal. She thought he was about half-way through the course of things. As predicted, we basically just held him and played a bit with his cups but nothing too exciting. He was interested in his stuffed animal dog (thanks Cuz Karen and Mike) but was just a sad sack. He feels badly that he is not making for good blogging (or globbing as my Dad says) but we told him not to worry and said good-bye until the afternoon.

Igor picked us up and we discussed with Olga our plans for the move to the apartment. We were already packed and so we dropped off Olga and Igor made two trips with us between the hotel and the apartment. The apartment is about 3-4 blocks from the hotel and right down the block from my favorite bakery (I am closer now to torturing the woman there with my Russian!). The apartment is a staple of our adoption agency and there is even a book in the apartment which couples over the years have left their photos, stories and suggestions. There are two bedrooms, a kitchen, living room, a toilet (Laura has started using the international WC or water closet term now that we actually have one) and a bathroom. So it is quite spacious and includes a full size (almost American size) refrigerator/freezer. There is a washing machine but of course no dryer. The dryer is the sunporch with lines for hanging our clothes. When laundry day comes I will put a photo up so you can appreciate things. The photo here shows the kitchen and the living room with Laura reviewing the message book.

This afternoon during our visit with Joseph, we started off with his Danny Zane CD and some simple cuddling. He was happy to see us but his head and his body were pretty hot - it just breaks your heart to see this green spotted little boy not feeling well. He tried to work up a smile here and there but could not really pull it off. He did sit up for awhile which he is getting better at each day that we see him. We decided that it was not a “workout day” so we let him set the tone for things. We have started to notice that he really has changed quite a bit since we arrived and he looks a bit older than the first day we met him. One of the highlights for Mom today was seeing that Joseph just about fits into his 9 month old clothes. I guess this is a Mom-thing as it really did not phase me but I did give an “oh yea, that is great!” – I can play the supportive sensitive husband role. We reached for the Neil Diamond CD and although the man tried, Joseph could only muster an occasional arm wave but he did do a decent job of toe tapping. As Neil was only marginally successful we knew Joseph was pretty uncomfortable and so after many more hugs and kisses we thought it was a good idea for him to have a nap and so said our good-byes a few minutes early. We cleaned up and headed out with Olga to grab a ride back to the apartment with Igor.

We needed to do some grocery shopping and headed over to the Atrium market. We recently learned that the Atrium market is about 2 years old and is due to the influx of the oil money which has been pouring into this area. As I think we mentioned, there are a few huge homes being put up around here right next to very “basic” homes, many of which do not have running water - the change indicative of the influx of new wealth. The Atrium market is quite large by Uralsk standards is more like an American style market meaning self-serve with checkout lanes and cashiers. We headed straight for the pasta aisle and the frozen vegetable section – two things we really miss. We grabbed some new Kazakh beer, a bit of OJ and some bread. When you checkout, you can purchase plastic bags (2 tenge each) but this time we brought our own like the locals! We grabbed our backpacks from the lockers (required to use) and walked back to the apartment.

It was a great evening for the walk back (it does not get dark here until about 8:45 pm) and Laura rustled up linguine arrabbiata and warmed some bread while I worked on today’s blog. It was a delicious dinner! I should also mention that in the apartment we are required to use a different internet provider than in the hotel. This provider has a maximum connection rate of 32K compared to the 56K at the hotel. Although neither is anything “to write home about” this one may limit the photos I can put up on the site. That’s all for now – da zaftra!

4 Comments:

At 4:29 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hey Cuz!
Thanks for the kudos on the stuffed dog...glad Joseph likes it!! Poor little guy - green's not so bad.... he's like a cute little leprechaun!! Hopefully the pox will be gone soon and he's back to his happy go lucky self! Not sure if your Mom told you but Mike and I will be in Chicago visiting middle of June 14 & 15th!! Going to Madison for a wedding the w/e of the 16th - so we figured kill a few birds w/one trip! Yeah! we get to meet the little man! Looking forward to it and as always look forward to your blog everyday! I even have people at work reading it - amazing story! Love to all the Romans!
Karen

 
At 9:25 PM, Blogger laura and brian said...

Hi Laura, Brian and the little green guy,

Well, sounds like a nice spacious apartment. Oh well, so you have
to dry clothes the old-fashioned way, on the clothesline. Takes
me back to our house on Mayfield Avenue when Mom did that all the
time.
Sorry to hear that Joseph has a fever. Let's hope he's over the
pox soon. You know, that's why the Cubs are doing so bad. Joseph
isn't feeling well and can't lend his young moral support. I know
there was a good reason.
Today, Sunday, John and I along with Camille and Frank saw
Garrison Keeler at the raue Center in Crystal Lake. If you listen
to public radio, you might know that he does a show called the
Prairie Home Companion in which he tells a lot about the town of
Woebegone Minnesota. He puts on quite a show for 2 solid hours.
His delivery is quite laid back. Perhaps you're heard him before.
I have a couple of his tapes too.
Temperature here today was 70. Nice and sunny.
Good luck in the apartment. Anxious to hear that little Joe is
getting better.

From Bob and John

 
At 12:01 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

HI, Brian and Laura!
So many things happend there! Court will be soon,(I will keep my fingers crossed all the time and set a big candel in Russian Church here in Chicago for your luck, guys)You even have a chicken pox (sorry), but good thing- doctor is near, all kids have this, "and the sooner-the better", hopefully, you and boy will forget about it very soon...And you moved into apartment! Now, Brian, you can have your blini for breakfast, for lunch and even for dinner! (I know, you can!) I wish you luck! Take good care of yourself!
Tamara.

 
At 12:25 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Here's a little something to (hopefully) make your chicken pox and court date troubles seem a little less-er-troublesome...

From “Did I Ever Tell You How Lucky You Are?” by Dr. Seuss

When I was quite young
And quite small for my size,
I met an old man in the Desert of Drize.
And he sang me a song I will never forget.
At least, well, I haven’t forgotten it yet.

He sat in a terribly prickly place.
But he sang with a sunny sweet smile on his face:

When you think things are bad,
When you feel sour and blue,
When you start to get mad…
You should do what I do!

Just tell yourself, Duckie,
You’re really quite lucky!
Some people are much more…
Oh, ever so much more…
Oh, muchly much-much more
Unlucky than you!

It’s a troublesome world. All the people who’re in it
are troubled with troubles almost every minute.
You ought to be thankful, a whole heaping lot,
for the places and people you’re lucky you’re not!

Just suppose, for example,
You lived in Ga-Zayt
And got caught in that traffic
On Zayt Highway Eight!

Or suppose,
Just for instance,
You lived in Ga-Zair
With your bedroom up here
And your bathroom up THERE!

Suppose, just suppose, you were poor Herbie Hart,
Who has taken his Throm-dim-bu-lator apart!
He never will get it together, I’m sure.
He never will know if the Gick or the Goor
fits into the Skrux or the Snux or the Snoor.
Yes, Duckie, you’re lucky you’re not Herbie Hart
Who has taken his Throm-dim-bu-lator apart.

And poor Mr. Bix!
Every morning at six,
Poor Mr. Bix has his Borfin to fix!

It doesn’t seem fair. It just doesn’t seem right,
but his Borfin just seems to go shlump every night.
It shlumps in a heap, sadly needing repair.
Bix figures it’s due to the local night air.

It takes him all day to un-shlump it.
And then…
the night air comes back and it shlumps once again!

So don’t you feel blue. Don’t get down in the dumps.
You’re lucky you don’t have a Borfin that shlumps.

And think of the
Poor puffing Poogle-Horn Players,
who have to parade
down the Poogle-Horn Stairs
every morning to wake up
the Prince of Poo-Boken.
It’s awful how often
their poogles get broken!

And suppose that you lived in that forest in France,
where the average young person just hasn’t a chance
to escape from the perilous pants-eating-plants!
But your pants are safe! You’re a fortunate guy.
And you ought to be shouting, “How lucky am I!”

...of course, you won't have to remind Joseph how lucky he is, because I am SURE he already knows!!

Hang in there!
Love you all three, Sue

 

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