Monday, August 1, 2011

We made it!

Hello everyone!

We are here! We had a little bit of a mix up when we arrived at the airport on Saturday.. Mike and I got off of the plane, waited in line for for a bit to get our "visa on arrival"s to go through, and grabbed our bags. We stood outside of the baggage claim and looks all around for our new Principal (Mr. Vik) but he was nowhere to be found. At about 11:15 we decided it was time to call my home in Philly to get his phone number, and when we got through to him we found out that there was a mix up with our itinerary and he thought we were to arrive that night at 9:40pm (instead of 9:40am)

After a little while Mr. Vik arrived and took us to our apartment. The drive from the airport took about half an hour, but it was a fascinating one! I was torn between frantically worrying about if we were going to hit someone or be hit, watching the countryside, and talking with our new boss. The drivers here are insane. There is no other way to say it. It is a very regular occurrence to see people driving the wrong direction down streets, on the sidewalks, there are no stop signs or lights, so intersections are a mad free for all.

But anyways, Mr. Vik took us to our apartment building, which is wonderful. We are on the 10th floor - we are on a corner so the view is fabulous. There are no other highrises around here (we are still in the city but on the outskirts) so we can see the entire city. We have a bedroom with a private bathroom and two windows, a second bedroom, a office room, a kitchen, a living/dining room, and two balconies. It is a fabulous apartment, and we will post photos soon (I realized upon arrival we got here with a camera but no memory card, doh). We should, but do not yet, have a TV, microwave, and the internet (We are currently borrowing our neighbors wireless)

I think our next post will be a little bit about what life here is like, because it is quite different :)

All the best!
Sara

3 comments:

  1. The mark of an Asian country is the awesome food and the crazy driving. Once in China, we took a cab and my dad sat in the front seat. He was so frozen by fear that he didn't put on his seat belt as the cab just swerved in and out of lanes--zipping through them as the oncoming stampede of cars descended. It's crazy.

    I'm glad you both got in safely! It sounds fantastic, your apartment. I need to come and visit!

    Love!

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  2. I have decided that the second that we get into a cab I stop looking!

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