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This is my first-ever blog post!

Thaba smells!

This morning Thaba, Ji Hong, Seung Yi and I had a wonderful Sunday brunch of coddled eggs, toast fingers, duck pate (16 EUROS!), prosciutto, and brie-like cheese. Last night around 2 am Phet flew in from Rome, left lots of yummy food, picked up some presents for family in Sydney and then left again for business at 6 am. The whole situation was very reminiscent of Christmas Eve, with Phet playing Deli Santa. Of course, the taking away of presents is a bit backwards, but maybe with the toilet water going counterclockwise, the whole Santa thing is also muddled up here....

Now that we are all full to the gunnels, Ji is riding Seung Yi around on the trike, while Thaba is trying to finish editing her school's play.

Yesterday, the kids had swimming lessons, and we all went and watched Ji play baseball. He made it home one time up at bat, and the second time his hit brought in two runs. Afterwards we went over to Monica and Allan's house for pizza and brownies and sparkle glue! Mmmm...sparkle glue pizza. Lovely time all around, except when I tripped over two beer glasses creating a giant mess of glass and Kingfisher.

So far, the visit to Delhi has been wonderful. Lots of time just hanging out with Ji and Seung Yi. Ji's really excited about the upcoming Hallowe'en/birthday party. Some ideas he wanted to mention about the party:

"Well, we're going to have tomato juice, but we're going to put salt in it, so it will taste like blood. You know how when a door opens, we could have a string, when the door opens and a ghost atteched to a string, so then the door opens the ghost floats in midair because it's still not fully to the ground.

And there's another thing we thought we could do. We have a robot suit that we made, then we're going to put a Frankenstein around it so it looks like the tools used to electricute him, attach phone wires to the helmet and the chest and gears and stabilizers and 'zzzzz' and buttons.

I'm going to go as Zuko, someone in Avatar. The fire-prince guy with the long ponytail thing. The guy who wants the avatar with the big fat uncle. The guy who owns that ship.

Elementary doesn't have a Hallowe'en party because people might come with guns, like a bad guy with guns. If someone dressed up as batman, like violent batman, it would be not so good. The elementary doesn't want the violence. And so I think it would be better if they did have a party, but I can't change that."

Seung Yi is super-cute these days. This morning she was toddling around saying "Shooto" when she wanted more prosciutto. When Thaba and I were having a little chat, she sat in the kitchen and drew all over her shirt and face with yellow highlighter. It was very funny until she got in trouble. Seung Yi really enjoys washing dishes, tidying up, finding my long hairs on the floor, and watching the dog in the alley play ball.

"Puppy! Ball puppy! No eat ball Puppy! NO EAT!!"

The only sad news is that the big adventure trip to Rishikesh has been cancelled due to the recent bombings in Delhi. The parallel sad news is that Thaba told me to pack clothes for colder weather (Rishikesh) and I assumed she meant that Delhi would also be chilly. So I packed turtlenecks, and socks, and long pants, and a fleece. It's 30 degrees. Everyday. Or higher. Now, at this point, many would say: "But Emma, are you not a flight attendant? Do you not check the weather before you leave on a trip?" And the answer is no. I arrived in Chile with shorts, during their winter. Capri pants in Edmonton during a snow-storm. Winter coat in Miami...the list goes on. So now I'm in Delhi stealing all of Thaba's clothes (to be fair, many of which were formerly mine) and rolling my eyes at the stupid fleece and 3 pairs of closed-toes shoes.

Thus ends my first blog post. Emma.

[Delhi-15-October-2008]