Again, not a very good night’s sleep. And I was beginning to feel it. Today I was very homesick and wished we hadn’t agreed to the ice cream party at the orphanage. I begged Doug to call the airport and see if we could get an earlier flight out than Friday. He calmed me and told me we needed to keep our commitment to the orphanage. I was sure he was right, but I really wanted to go home. Funny, but I never felt that way in Vietnam.

We spent the day swimming in the pool, coloring, taking pictures of the grounds, playing ring-around-the-rosie, playing with the games and catching up on emails. We also went to the library because we had been told we could get books and videos there. They did have books and we checked out a couple but they didn’t have any videos because they had just moved and weren’t finished unpacking everything. We had to watch Jonalyn very carefully with the books because she wasn’t careful with the pages at all.

Brian had more fun with his friend and I met his mother. We had a nice chat. A little while later it started to pour. A typhoon was moving to the south of us. We didn’t get any wind or even thunder and lightning, but the rain came down in sheets. I’m not sure I’ve ever seen it rain so hard. The rest of my family was in the pool but they didn’t bother to get out because they were already wet! And it was a warm rain. That was probably the best part of the day. I was looking forward to being on my way home and feeling down because we would be missing Thanksgiving the next day with the rest of the family.