First let me tell you about Waid's progress. Now he WANTS to get in the stroller, even sits in it in the room, which is good, but I need hime to walk more. So whenever he is out of, like at breakfast, I make hime walk some. He fights me, drops to the floor, etc....big drama, with everyone looking. But once he gets going, he really does quite well. He's gotta realize that I love him, but his days of being a little emporer are over. Despite all the stares, I am trying to work with him as much as possible.....I guess they think, here in Ch*na, that blind people never need to know how to walk.
And a note about the term "blind". At a certian vision number on that 20/20 scale thing, you are considered blind. Almost all blind people do see something, light, shadows, big blurs, etc.....I just wanted people to know I am not being decieving when I say that he is blind....he is somewhere on the scale of blindness.
Soooo today we were on our own, and set out to a fabric market. We took a taxi there. It's pronounced High-Ying material market. It's about the size of a large JCP store, but 4 floors. One floor was only silk, one only drapery, 1 mostly cotton, and one a little of everything. Now I knew this would be a good trip to check out this place, as my hubby and other kids would never let me drag them thru such a place, for hours on end. Waid snacked, played, and strolled happily. I bought some dress fabric for the girls and some tiny houndstooth for boy pants. Since I sew so many of their clothes, this was fun for me. Some of the fabric was only 10y per meter =about $1.50! I had to contol myself though!
The inside was divided up into little booths. Some of the workers acted like I had 3 heads, others were friendly, giving me thier salespitch and assuring me it was "very best quality".
There was an area of custom tailors where you could get a mans dress shirt for 280y plus fabric= about $40. My big splurge was hot pink quilts for the girls. They are machine stiched, but still, 100y!!!!= about $14!!! I figured they can always have pink in their room, and still cange color schemes over the years.
We started walking back, along the way we got a banana and snickers bar for lunch=). They walk was further than I thought---1 1/2 hour to Shamain Island to pick up laundry. So even though, my Merrels may need new tread, it worked out great, because Waid went to sleep.
We got a drink, picked up laundry, and took a potty break and rest at the WS hotel. Then we set out to go back to our hotel. I decided Waid had been in the stroller too long already, so after our rest, I did not let him get back in it. He was not happy, had a few "puddle in the floor" incidents, but at least he cries quietly and does not kick and scream=). Once he got going, he did great. He walked all the way from the WS to the bridge. Just before crossing, I got some M&Ms. I then proceeded to bribe him across the bridge, street, the next street...etc. He wanted to hold onto the stroller at one point; and I would let him at home, but there are too many bumps along the way here, and I want him to learn trust = if you have moma's hand, you are safe.
After such a nutricious lunch, I think we must have Pizza Hut for supper!
I hope to find the time soon to give a hotel critique.