Chiang Mai

So we arrived safe/sound. The act of transporting oneself from the western hemisphere to the Far East is objectively and universally physically grueling and emotionally stressful...so one must truly derive quite a bit of satisfaction from spending time here to offset the toll it takes. I think we were both 2nd-guessing our decision to come here, mostly in the co
ntext of concern for Eleanor (who handled the 13hr flight followed immediately by a 5hr flight impeccably) while under the influence/in the throes of said physical/emotional
 stress...which is to say that rationale thought had temporarily checked out.

Anyway, we got through it together. But it does test the relationship and offer plenty of opportunity to practice patience, kindness, and understanding with/towards one another. And one of us needs more practice than the other. Eleanor is taking some adjusting to the time change. Her internal sunrise was hours ahead of the actual one here on morning number one, but it would have been mid-late day in Colorado. And on our first full day she and her mama had a late day nap that lasted 3-4hrs (while I got humbled trying to navigate town on a rented bicycle)...and we had to wake that Munchskin so she would be able to sleep with the rest of us at a more orthodox time. But of course in Colorado, those who keep orthodox hours were doing just that.

Can't recall if I've mentioned the backpack containing Marrie & Eleanor's belongings did not make the last leg of our flights. A hardship for sure, but the bag has since arrived and we only had to buy some local diapers and a cheap outfit to bridge the gap.